Languishing in a mood of liberty having just come out from
an MRI tube, doctors looking for liver cancer because of
some biopsies they've taken already.
Waiting to get the C.D. of the test to bring to liver trans-
plant and surgeon tomorrow, everyone's praying for me, I am
now in the fourth stage of a hereditary liver disease.
Don't worry about me, just pray, for I am totally in God's
hands now, living every moment fully and totally as His
instrument through using poetry that He uses to help others.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem