The face of God is like the horizon
full of different expressions.
The name of God is like the hundreds of thousands of tongue
that speaks of many simple and complex things
The tale about God is like the seasons
which vary from where you are in the bosom of the earth
The image attributed to God
is like the splendid shape and form of the universe
cannot be addressed as he or she or they or it’s simply a mystery.
To know God therefore,
is to unknown what is known; is to construct and reconstruct
the image and the attributes of/ to God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem