In the many thougths of doubts
soaked into deep worries of man's survival
i still wonder if the God we love, trust and cherish is always right
Seeing us drowning in this ocean
flowing endlessly into the unknown abyss
catastrophic in nature and in texture
Yet spontaneous it becomes unpremeditated to even give credit to this outflowing grace
from the very divinity we trace
Oh in the many years of pains
locked in strong chains of man's passions
i still wonder! Is the world we love, trust and cherish always bright?
In seeing and in believing
we didn't think it was worthwhile
For to love is divine
and true love isn't too much to wait
when you have the faith
So, let all who seeketh love sail
and never fall astray
and let he who finds his own
never share alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem