I did go to the church today
and the minister
and elders and deacons
were there
and even young guys and girls
and older people too
and it felt like a huge gathering
and I was told to pray.
My voice was too unmelodic
to sing a song,
and I was afraid to pray
and did not really
know the right words to say.
Yet the words came
and flowed fluent and strong
and that prayer was great
and the people felt blessed,
but did the Lord
hear a word that I said?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So inspiring poem. Yet I'm allready torn.