It was a dry and barren place and you seemed so far away.
My soul was so warped and withered that I couldn't pray.
A long and difficult road had led me to this dark place;
for I had wandered from the path and could not see your face.
Such foolish things I often do, my whims to satisfy,
then I find that the joys they bring pass me so swiftly by.
I've sold my soul so cheap and then almost too late I find
that it's such a difficult road back when I change my mind.
Along the dark tunnel of despair I hear you call my name
With words of love and forgiveness you do not proffer blame.
There held firm in Your embrace; loves story is once more told.
For yet another wandering soul is brought into the fold.
Let the sold soul come to the mercy for God and let it be grateful to all; one said- forgiveness is divine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant and touching write. Liked the ultimate stanza. There is a glimpse of hope.