Two men went to look for God
So they may know how he looked
Peacefully they went along the road
Sure to scrawl their diagnosis in a book
They climbed the mountains
They passed via oceans and seas
They drunk from the fountains
They are ever green as mvule trees
So they reach the big House
Where God and his angels reside
They smiled to cheek for hours
Seen God? They may then ride
And the men wrote what they saw
One said God burns like the sun
So he is the man of war
And he begets no daughter nor a son
But the other man said
God is meek loving and Merciful
Powerful and not even like the sun
And he sent a son who he said
Was his
If this men saw God
They would never be at old
So perhaps they saw not any thing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem