The sun does not
expect perfection..
the iceberg will probably
not melt
in one day.
The melted trickles
do his delight tickle.
God does not expect
the icechambers secreted
within our hearts
to liquefy in one day.
New unfrozen lovepools
in the heart signify
the inevitable
redemption has begun.
He us arrays
in His divine rays.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem