and in the half-light of the abbey church,
candles flickering,
a kneeling stillness
for years of days
prayer
so that to be is to pray
to pray is to be and
to be is to love and
to love is to understand for
there are no questions
when silence holds all answers
candles flickering,
a kneeling stillness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How can I go to Tescos when I just read this? You just stilled me. Damn you. :) t xx