From the valley i cried.
God heard my cry.
God came to the top of the mount
and called me ‚come tome‘.
How shall i come?
I am in the valley.
God disappeared.
Then i saw to my surprise
an angel flew down to me
in the valley of tears and
loneliness to take me
upon the angel's wings.
We flew and flew and flew.
We flew and flew..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem