Standing alone with the fishing-line
On the bridge at the coastline;
A deep-felt longing filled my heart
Thinking of a new day how to start.

Gazing nowhere to the deep sea
Just to keep the mind thoughts free;
From the problems, should I flee?
It’s better always to intercede Thee.

It was foolish of my human mind
And I could give no place to God so kind;
I know myself, my heart was so void
With consequential notions toyed.

Just a husband longs for his wife
And a mother cow to nurse its calf;
Finding again that vacant space
I yearned to find God’s Grace.