Never being left alone in corridors or tunnels underground, finding delight in the commotion of an enchanting night, being oblivious to the darkness and its shadows.
A feeling of hope held by an interior faith that never subsides in this temporary earthly life, reaching out, being comforted by God and His Holy Spirit, an interior spiritual life all to self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem