Looking into depths of life, seeking answers to it' unending
questions.
Finding doubts surrounding every answer that is forthcoming,
holding on with slim faith to a sliver of cobweb, hoping it
won't break and hurl everyone into outer space.
Standing back, afraid, that this sliver of faith may not be
enough to save you from eternal death.
Fearing a lack of faith and lost hope at the very last
moment of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem