As i struggle to find my way home
I consider how things are meant to be
As i wonder through life all alone
I realize i missed something, something i couldn't see
How could something trivial make something disappear
Something special, something you didn't plan
Yet when i look back, it seems very clear
This was Gods design nothing to do with man
Man takes a road by what they feel
Even though the road will only make you part
Yet you never even considered, if it even was His will
The Creator who searches the inner realms of the heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice dedication to Frost. Thanks