The momentary gratification
of the senses
does not satisfy the deepest needs.
Loosing oneself in the crowd
by immersing oneself
in the corporateness
of the modern civilization
will fail to satisfy
the inward longings.
One has to plunge
into the depths
of one's own being
to find the sources
to pull one's life together.
The sense of lostness
in the evolving
massive technocracy
should provide
the backdrop for
the truth, only to be
discovered in the
sweet aloneness
of being with God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem