Behold I am what I am
And in fear and in flesh
And with stones with bones
I stood straight
With full trust.
I am the fist and
Also I am the last
In this airways
In this passage
And it is my new life.
With You my dear
I begin my life afresh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful extremely spiritual with respect that we exists solely as being to experience life as our own voyage