I did not reach Thee 1

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I did not reach Thee
But my feet slip nearer every day
Three Rivers and a Sea Hill to cross
One Desert and a Sea
I shall not count the journey
When I am telling thee
Two deserts but the year is cold
So that will help the sand
One desert crossed -
The second one
With feet as cool as land
Sahara is too little price
To pay for thy Right hand
The Sea comes last - Step merry feet
So short we have to go
To play together we are prone
But we must laber now
The last shall be the lightest load