Life is toiling around, giving grief and stress,
while all the while inside looking for peace and
calm, given from birth.
No recriminations, no hatred, a time of visiting
this spirit alone.
Questions, doubts, disappear into the blueness
of my soul, blending in with serenity.
Absorbing sorrow and guilt within, where God takes
it all from us and allows us to write in forms of
poetry all that has gone on before and inside of us.
Interiorly feeling sated by Gods' goodness and
grace - every poem is in praise of His love and
goodness towards me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem