Everything is carefully recorded
In letters of fire
On the parchment of my life
Furrows etched by my misdeeds
Deletions made with my own pen
Deep wrinkles on my parchment skin
And the mistakes here, no wrong spellings
The parchment scroll of my soul, of my flesh
Once so fine and light
Now the ink of my life so murky
Who will read this stained scroll
If not You above
Searching and attentive Reader
Impartial Judge and merciful Creator
The burning parchment of my life
Trembling in Your Hands
Tout y est soigneusement inscrit
En lettres de feu
Sur le parchemin de ma vie
Sillons gravés par mes forfaits
Ratures faites de ma propre plume
Rides profondes sur ma peau
Et les fautes, ici, point d’orthographe
Parchemin de mon âme, de ma chair
Autrefois si clair et fin
Et l’encre de ma vie si noire
Qui lira ce parchemin souillé
Si ce n’est Toi, là-haut
Scrutateur et attentif Lecteur
Impartial Juge et clément Créateur
Parchemin brûlant de ma vie
Tremblant entre Tes Mains
(Translated freely from the French by the author)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem