In the depths of joy,
My heart is waking,
In the depths of sorrow,
My heart is breaking,
No where to run nowhere to hide,
Must now abandon my pride,
My head held high in the air,
Now all I see is despair,
Mother of goodness father of youth,
Bring back the powers of truth,
No one can tell what lies ahead,
But all will see its full of dread,
Oh great powers, oh great three,
Im begging you set me free,
With every last breath I will share,
The mysteries of my despair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i enjoyed the read. well written. even when facing despair, know that hope still resides somewhere. you just need to find it.