We are looking for our northstar outside of ourselves.
But it is in our interior in more ways than we know.
We feel its salty mist blowing on us through the spectral colors over the endless sea and horizons of the mysteries of our being.
Through our Interior we get our bearings on the external even more profoundly.
As we navigate on a voyage who's outcome is uncertain.
As long as we are in this collective voyage together,
Uncertainty is a constant force.
Only through and uncertainty can we draw from unknown sources of our depths and strengths of our being,
Can we draw closer to God,
We we appreciate our sacred relationship with God, with one another, with God.
Those that do not believe are just as much.
Believe is comforting and reveals an through the unknowning Hayes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem