We are all on pilgrimage
Marching through the holy sites
Towards the holy of holies
Though the road may be rough and bumpy
The weather may be harsh
We are undaunted to march on
Eternal prize propels us
To be patience and focused
Through faith, diligence and perseverance
We shall be counted among the saints
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem