Since Christ's death on the cross,
there lives a promise
and a hope in our lives.
His spirit prepares us
always anew to go
to other shores.
He gives us confidence
to try even the impossible,
to stay alert, to tell the truth
not to break a kinked reed,
not to extinguish a smoldering wick.
He commands us
to straighten up, the bent
not to leave the wounded alone
not to dumb a mouth and to
listen to the cry of the poor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
not to dumb a mouth and to listen to the cry of the poor.... very well-said, if only we remember to follow it.