What's done is done in the midnight sun.
Dreaded thoughts, I wish my heart to run.
To hide deep among the ashes grey,
to cover from evils heat.
I stand naked in the eyes of want and weep.
Thine eyes fill with dread and pain.
Fear not
my sin,
I do refrain.
Written: Sept.19,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW...Awesome it reads like prayer of a saint. GOD bless