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I cry in grief,
For all that I have lost,
I cannot see, I cannot walk,
How can
I sing?
In this strangest of all dark lands,
How can I sing Your song?
My Babylon
Holds me.


I hear
The water play
Sweet music in my ears,
I rest, and bathe my soul, refreshed
I rise,
I know
That I am not alone, you call,
In nature's purest song,
I raise my voice
And sing.