I see you
There in the dark sky
Of night so pretty
On my voyage for peace
From the nasty oceans
And the hustling wind
I search for light
Something to keep my might
In the sail I set
Unknown of the awaiting harm
In my boat
All I have is my will
O the star of travellers sky
Will you find me the way ?
May you do or not
I tell you
Here deep in my heart
I have a pole star too
I know my star
It'll guide me through
_Narayani
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