O, my fleeting mind, thy states doth change
With time's relentless, turning range
'Tis good, if fate doth align with thee
Better still, if adversity doth set thee free

I've learned to cherish struggle's might
And in life's tempests, find a strange delight
O, God of the downtrod, please hear my plea
My dreams, like autumn leaves, hath withered be

Darkness hath consumed my worldly sight
A flame I brought, but i could not banish night
My life a constant struggle, void of gain
A honeyed ocean, yet my dry cup remains

Empty, alas, my endeavors hath been
Death's slumber, why dost thou not come to me?
And close my eyelids, with thy rainy veil
O, shining lamp of heaven, plesen hear my frail

I've shared each drop of my life's sweetness, with all around
Now, I am forworn & surrender, my worldly ground
To thee, O God, I offer my last breath
For in life's cup, I've tasted naught but death

The earth, a silent witness, doth behold
The sky, too unmoved, by my tale of old
The world, aghast, doth seal its lips tight
As I, a blind wanderer, in darkness take flight

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