The same at all time
As in the form of the father
And the spirit
Pillar of fire he is
Man amongst mortal men
A father, Son and Holy spirit
The three is one
Within us, living in us
More rhythmical than a poetry
More ardent than ballads of love
His love is purer than the word 'Pure',
Purer than the air that birth my skin
Deeper than the deepest sea
Fresher than the freshest of all plant
Stronger than the wind that brushes through the trees
Omnipresent is he, my God.
The 'changed his Mask' God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the theme of this poem; of God, religion, love, man. This is a subject I like most to concern myself.