I am a babe yet, I am an elder…
I am pure yet, I am corruption…
I am beauty yet, I am ugly…
I am strong yet, I am weak…
I am honor yet, I am disgraceful…
I am holy yet, I am sinful…
I am great yet, I am humble…
I am peace yet, I am at war…
I am wise yet, I am ignorant…
I am love yet, I am hateful…
I battle yet, I seek salvation…
And only One can aid me in defining…
The true knowledge of which I struggle…
As to whom I am this being…
Of that I Truly Am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem