Stars above count so little,
Tongues of men speak so little,
You took my hand,
You opened my mind,
And you set my eyes on this dream,
Even if I were to say thank you,
There's no single action that could be enough,
In the stormy seas, in the rising waters,
You held the paddles and sailed me through,
In the darkened sky, in the moonless nights,
You raised me higher, you made me a star
In a world of exile, in nations of torture,
You stood as my soldier and gave me freedom,
In the nights when I cried,
It's your saving grace that never took long,
In the deserts where i could have died,
It's your flowing streams that gave replenish,
©gerishon
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