Living in a treasure chest of faith and hope, being kept
alive through prayer, contemplation, music and writing.
Succulently tasting the beauty of an interior spirituality
as it continues to fill this soul extraordinarily.
Fragile, yet seemingly undestroyable, allowing compromise
and acceptance even though adversity is always at hand.
Hiding somewhere just waiting for the right moment to
pounce fully into existence once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem