Life is at a standstill while entering an interior phase
of extreme and intense contemplation.
Wanting to be alone to sort through thoughts and look
over decisions made throughout life, even those made
lately.
Wondering if everything needed to be done was completed
and if the best possible remedy in every situation was
made and gone through.
Hopefully this last and final decision will be based on
truth, honesty and prayerful hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem