Release 5/9/09
She has gone long into the healing peace
And I no longer live to see her smile
But still I work the garden in the spring
Planting beauty, then to rest awhile
But not for long in my remembering,
For am I moved by forces barely known,
Enamoured by the light I one day found
And towards which my soul has slowly grown.
That God resides in us there is no doubt
But forces inimical await their hour,
Faith and Will alone can drive them out
For only then can one contain the power
And from the grasp of troubled mind, release.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem