Shutting off interior lights, instead lighting candles
of faith and hope in preparation of God, filling me
with bluened light of His Divinity.
Blue rays glowing in thoughts, filled with energy and
soaring into intellect with a purpose and reason, ex-
plaining and telling everything.
Rain filling me without, yet I'm sitting within, dry
and safe, nothing to be done except live in the bluened
light of the Divine, God will do the rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem