Beliefs are essential to all of us as long as we have
faith in them.
Blessed as thoughts may be, they aren't cohesive unless
we have the faith to stand the test of time in life.
Make-believe is only a treasure of imagination's store-
house, fine on lonely days of play, but there is no
real belief there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem