Our bones, though brittle, draw us forth
To journey on another day
And Mary's milk may keep us strong
And God will never turn away
By jagged stones which scar our feet
..But beauty in each milky mark
The many miles are but a leap
And light shines brighter when it's long been dark
No steps can descend that cannot scale up
And rivers never know the way
The pull of Heaven draws them forth
To journey on another day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem. I'm not a poety coniseur but I love the positive message it leaves.