When time loses its hold
do you choose a new father
Free of place and all station
even freer from blame
Your mother is now
and your mother forever
But your father is a choice
much more than a name
Do you wrestle in torment
as he calls out to you timeless
Beyond the past and the future
—where you forever remain
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem