To experience the experience of the kind of day when your spirit is vivid livid and going through a phase
Even the sane cant explain waiting for an ultimate change
All the while you re having that kind of day that makes you feel deranged and estranged trying to get a grip on reality giving the last of me
Those days when the world isnt enough but only Gods grace and presence can resonate and give peace to those empty places and fill voided spaces
To experience the experience of seeking Gods power amidst enemies of your faith that are persistent of convincing you that the one you pray to cease to exist
So how can God hear you let alone deliver you
Test the spirits the word says but living in a world that even the holy of the holiest are transparent and seemed to be misplaced
To experience the experience of doubt but to remain loyal to your faith thats the testimony of an experience of a soul-searching day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'They are persistent of convincing you that the one you pray to cease to exist.' One should pursue one's faith by studying the Holy Books and applying own conscience to the best of one's understanding. Others need not convince.