A Tribute To Abdu'l-Baha

Tearfully I raise my hands, and supplicate unto thee in prayer.
Close my eyes and you're there again. It's not the end. You are with me always.
Abdu'l-Baha, your footsteps are oh so hard to follow.
For a broken-winged bird whose flight is very slow, such a long, long way to go.

Hopefully, I turn my face to Thee, and ask forgiveness.
All my life I've been blind. Now I see.
Mankind is one, all religions agree.
Abdu'l-Baha, the lessons of your life are here to follow.
Now this broken-winged bird, whose flight is very slow.
Has a way to go - home.