Much of brotherhood
God lives nowhere
But felt everywhere
In living being
And in the wood to bring
The earth turns live
And makes room for us to believe
That he exists everywhere
But we find him nowhere
How do we apply our mind?
And find Him
Exactly near by
In our heart and try
Such is the trial
For us as an individual
We are among good people
And still struggle to find him
I hear much of brotherhood
The peach on earth is heard
We get prayer words
We march forward
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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