By Daniel Mulinge
If by chance I ride alone
Let my paths be smooth
And the riddance of my land be plenty.
If I should walk alone
Let my skies be clear
And the smother of the sun be soft
If I should sail alone
May the winds be on my sails
And the waves be easy on my ship
If I should fly alone
May the clouds be clear
And the air be free for my soul
If I should not find love
May I find the peace
That everything else will align.
For if I don’t find love,
I am afraid I will fade away
Unknown. Unclaimed.
