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The heart pounds in longing
The eyes ashamed of the sun
The feet at war with the earth
And the wind at discord with thy face.
Far into the deep unknown
I journey towards a mystery
Were darkness cracks a smile
And gloom the companion of many
I am unperturbed, relentless as they come
For I seek an abode
Of lush vast plains
Watered by the dew of Hermon



Why is my soul vexed?
Why the rebellion in my heart?
Forget thou thy journey's cause?
Faint ye in the face of adversity?
Cower now at the bank of Jordan?
Be strong oh my heart, forget not that which we crave
Smell the air from Cannan
And taste the fruits of her garden
She awaits you earnestly