Stressing my mind at times, letting it go to fend for
itself in this cruel and painful world.
Looking to religion, finding my way to God again and
again throughout this life.
Wondering why at times that I can't see Him, then
realizing it is my own fault, being caught up in this
human life of toil and turmoil.
Realizing this, getting back on track, praying and
looking into an interior life.
Contemplating and preparing heart and soul to once
again meet solely with Him, regaining balance and
purpose in the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How important it is to have something to balance our lives to keep us moving forward. Thank you