'Christians who refuse
To look into the suffering of Chirst
Are not Christians at all.
They are a breed of pretenders,
Who would turn their backs on the Cross,
And shame his death.
You cannot up hold the Cross,
Nor drink of the cup
Without embracing the death.
And you cannot understand love,
Unless you first die.'
The Dance of the Dead
1959
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem