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I Rock my Child

The sea divinely rocks its
thousands of waves.
Listening to the loving seas
I rock my child.
 
The wandering wind rocks the wheat
through the night.
Listening to the loving winds
I rock my child.
 
God the Father soundlessly rocks
his myriad worlds.
Feeling the touch of his hand in the dark
I rock my child.
 
 
Translated by Wendell Hall
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