I'm looking for something undisturbed by curses;
A pure white dove released from a cage of darkness.
I am looking for something natural, not forced.
I am looking for the one, true Light at the source
Of all things; which only mystics claim to perceive.
I am looking for something which doesn't deceive.
I'm looking for grace in a world that has gone wrong.
O I hope that I do not have to wait too long!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem