Wanting desperately to reach someone, letting
them know that I do have some understanding of
their situation, respecting their right to be-
lieve in what they want to.
Being talked to with such vehemence and hatred,
never directed towards me, but only God, letting
them talk, knowing they need to come to terms
with their great loss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem