One day someone asked me to describe my God
I cannot describe
he is everywhere
he is in the leaves
the leaves recognise him
he is in the wind
the winds listen to him
he is in me
in me I have joy
and different things
I cannot describe
he is everything
big and small
powerful and weak!
he is powerful when I am weak!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem