I will not look for personal peace, in exercise, or a candle lit, or a book to read..
I will not... cannot.. for looking for it, I shall make my soul shiver and bleed....
That my burdens should seek peace within my own humanly frame
Shall not bring thy world comfort, nor food, nor help, but personal shame.
But mighty I may be and mighty the peace when caring not for myself
That myself may be selfless and seeking only to comfort in sickness and health..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem