I soaked my pen in inks,
Just to put you in words.
I emmersed my head in oils,
All to have a deep thought of your kind.
I pinned my eyes in encyclopedia of you,
Yet i comprehend not.
I walked on the path to wisdom,
More confused i became.
I sailed on meridor and agriph,
Whirlwind i was chased with.
I traveled on lands and islands,
More lands i met.
I visited Nimueh in quest for immortality,
But a fearful mortal i was made to be.
I sought to see your face,
But found no face.
I traded my coins for the boat man to see caleach, ,
But Dalmair denied my journey.
I tried all and all,
More alls i encountered.
"To see the holes in your hands,
That i could feel the helm of your garment,
That i can be part of the chosen generation,
A royal priesthood, an holy nation,
A peculiar people."
Forgiveness and renewal of my faith i seek,
To be among the chosen ones,
And not among the fallings.
-NIMUEH: A high priestess that is in charge to give and take life.
-CALEACH: A powerful sorceress that is charged to be the keeper to the spirit world.
-DALMAIR: A magical creature known to be the answer to all things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem