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“You make the tinkling rivers run…”
Hymn to an Unknown God
As the sun on morning dew
Sparkles, making all things new—
We shine for joy, reflecting You.
You make the tinkling rivers run:
How happily they tumble on
Like birds that fall through air for fun!
Under your protection we
Find love and sweet serenity.
Forgive our sins and set us free!
Let the stream of my life wind
Through the green fields of the mind.
Loose the bonds of sin that bind.
Let not the web of song I weave
Be swept away, nor Time bereave
Me of the loved ones I must leave.
Let not this hymn of praise to Thee
Be lost for ever utterly.
When Time is dead, let these words be!
— Translated from the Sanskrit (Rig-Veda, XI.28)
by Lasha Darkmoon in collaboration with ‘MW’.
Published in Acumen Magazine, September 2006,
under the composite pen name ‘Manna Domini’.