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Pacific Islands Monthly, 1 May 1973Vol. 44, No. 5

The Pearl

p. 77 · Read in the full issue

By Dhrup Chand

Like plankton in the vast sea that float about free; so did I roam, without a friend, alone.

The sea is deep, the sea is blue; Heaven knows how long I searched for you.

The winds blew fast and free as I sailed across the open sea.

I kept looking here and there, never stopping anywhere.

Where do these waters end?

Where can I find a friend?

The tides fall and they rise, many pass before my eyes.

But my ship stops at no bay; I must be on along my way.

Who knows where?

Who would care?

Oh stranger, could you tell where can I find the elusive pearl?

All along I've searched for it, but I haven’t succeeded a bit.

Give help if you can, to a lost and lonely man.