Faith, what can it be?
Believing in something one can't see
Journeying through the woods alone
With no companion known
Looking to the sky
While a cloud passes by
A rain beaten face
As I meander from place to place
A tranquility of heart
As from my lover I depart
Facing a raging river
Praying to the merciful life giver
Faith, all of the above
As I sing of God's great love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem, it is true that faith can move the mountain, well write, thanks for sharing,