If it is not my portion to meet thee in this lifethen let me ever feel that I have missed thy sight——let me not forget for a moment,let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreamsand in my wakeful hours. As my days pass in the crowded market of this worldand my hands…
Freedom from fear is the freedomI claim for you my motherland!Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoningcall of the future;Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewithyou fasten yourself in night’s stillness,mistrusting the star that speaks of truth’s adventurous paths;freedom from the anarchy of destinywhole…