In the stillness of unspoken prayer
I bowed down before Him needing His care.
Breathing out my soul in the silence there
with mixed emotions I began to share.
I breathed out the breath of a broken soul
and needed His cleansing to make me whole.
As I inhaled the balm of forgiveness there
I felt the peace of penitent prayer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem