Despite all the evidence
Against a personal God
I live and pray
As if I not only need a personal God
But as if I believe in and fear a personal God completely
And I sense I will live troubled with this contradiction
To the end of my life
Consistency I long for
And coherence also
But divided within myself
I will apparently also be
Until the end of my days
Believing only God
Can save us all
And doubting it
Despite my not wanting to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem