Sections of life have parted and are now showing
interior aspects as they find their way out of me.
Soulfully, I sit back, hoping to find answers to
this excruciating mystery of being.
Wanting to eliminate all these difficulties,
knowing that it would also eliminate me in the
interim.
Sitting here, waiting for the decisions of our Lord
to issue forth and let me know when to lie down and
let Him take me home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good write, thanks, I like it.