Standing in dire straits, keeping company with inner
thoughts and past memories.
Thinking of moments filled with sorrow, caused by
another, feeling the pain of grief at the loss for no
good reason.
Somehow finding a way to get through the suffering of
a lifetime, by just stepping from moment to moment.
Placing trust in God until entering death and then
finding yourself in His arms at last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem