The Beautiful Lotuses

She spoke a Tale of Her yougth abot a man and woman who wished to marry they sought refuse at a camp. There the deacons and nuns feed the hungry and performed the task of marrage. They had traveled mere miles to be there: there they would trade there Torquise for the things they needed. While there they married and honeymooned. They then would travel back to where they were orignally from. The trip would be by frigget the woman feared a storm would come along or a great sea creature would swallow them whole. To calm there fears a man sat down with them and ask them to help him write a song in there honor:one he would keep as a keepsake until the time he would travel to the same area where the newly weds were going. They sat down a wrote these words. At points I ponder the roaring sea to speak of how I honor thee oh God guide these Seafearing men when in doubt please take there hand guide my steps oh God jehovah calm the shores and raging seas reassure our doubts and strenghten us from fearing what what we can't see Thou wilted orchids lift they voice to repraise thy kings and lords might we dry by the raging sun to sleep at night till: ah new day's begun Might the billows guide our way for us to speak these glorious days the silvermoon to light the night the romances of lovers clear bright nights we should dock on the shore to be on land and fear no more