This is a poem about a small child finding God if that wasnt already obvious
Hey!
The big guy!
You,
Yes you!
Your light shines bright,
A little to bright,
No no,
Don't dim.
Many years I walked,
Walked down a path,
Creatures watched from the deep forests,
Always being watched.
Then,
I turned around,
To face you,
Then I reliezed you were carrying me.
You were crying,
Why so sad,
Then you said,
I am crying because another child has felt my embrace,
Has come into my arms,
And I into his heart.
I'm not sure who you are yet,
Mister,
But I think
We are going to be good friends, God.
Ha-ha,
Thats a funny name.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem