While she
kept her inner
sufferings hidden,
her interior crucifixion
would reach such
a state that even
her vocation was
obscured and all
but unrecognizable.
Shaken to her core,
she once again
surrendered her call
to the silent voice
she had once heard so clearly.
(Written about Mother Theresa)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem