I am dust
I am bones
I am life as you know it
With his pencil and paper
I move the hand of this poet
Like a leaf in the wind
I guide him through storms
With me as his weapon
He fights the red horns
One in three
Three in one
I am who arose the son
With me by your side
You are completely whole
Like Water, Steam, and Ice
I purify your soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem