I have extracted the joys of the righteous
Out of the Sea's Treasure
I was humbly walking beside The Lord
I was not hungry I was not cold
To and fro tollhouse clerks were passing us by
And then I asked Him my question and then He answered
Above all thou must needs learn to be patient
Mounts have not yet shifted
I have not yet crossed the sea on foot
Puzzled I once anew asked my question
Seek thine own answer was His answer
Might thou not have beheld nowadays happy ones?
Hopelessness is what they all have chosen
(2010)
(Translated by Paul Abucean)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Paul What a fantastic poem