The life of every man
is a mystery of solitude
and communion.
In the secrecy of his own soul
he experiences solitude.
There he is lone with God.
Prize your silence.
Value the solitude.
It is there, God murmurs.
They are the most loving
moments of your lives
when God sits in you
to murmur, to fill you
with love, peace and joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A man is the secrecy of his own soul. He is a mystery of solitude.He feels the pressnce of God in loneliness and acquire peace, love and joy. Dear madam, you have beautifully inscribed this poem with nice penmanship.