Listening to a magical formula play itself in my mind, taking over the entire life of my interior contemplation.
Rising to heaven, seeing angels taking turns touching my mind with their prayers.
A wholesome intent to heal me physically, reaching within, softening my being, melding it for God's entrance into it.
Loving it with all my heart, wishing they'd never leave me alone again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem