Finding the way through this earth, hastening to find a
reason to believe in the religion of our Lord.
Wandering the deserts alone in the darkness of the soul,
no one near to hear our cry.
In the stillness of the desert, out of the silence, a
voice whispers do not fear, I am here with you.
There is all the knowledge being placed in your mind to
help another.
There will come a time for you to pass the poetical words
out to the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
profound poem, honest, absorbing and compelling. Evocative and engaging.