Healing from both illness and sorrow,
With a doing of it successfully...
And alone but with faith kept,
Is an experience never to be forgotten.
There is nothing like it to compare.
And those remembered,
For choosing to be indifferent...
Are given their rightful places,
In minds of those...
Who are blessed to recover with fresh insights.
No matter what the looks of surprise expressed,
On unbelieving faces.
When one recovers to appear better than they were,
Prior to being emotionally devastated...
There is also an awakening that occurs and stays.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem