That depends on where you look.
All seeking efforts don't bear fruit
And it is not found in a thousand books
But He alone is the Way to Truth.
It's not declared in eloquence
Of many religions or pious preachers,
He gave the Way and by His Presence
In His Word, the Truth is there.
Ask with all your heart and see
He will be found as He promised,
Without Him words remain so empty
But when you ask the Light's released.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem