God asked, "Where do you keep trust? "
I said, "In my heart."
God asked, "And where do you keep your heart? "
I said, "Behind the rib cage."
God asked, "Who designed the cage? "
I said, "You."
God laughed softly and departed.
That was the only time I ever spoke to God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem