Poezja

With the divine love of God
I embark on a voyage of doubt.


You might,


Raise Mountains of iron
And I shall smash through.




Throw pile of stones upon me,
and I shall not shatter.


Dig an ocean before me,
And I shall not cease.


Reveal a war opposing me,
and I shall not fall.


For my will to live and
the adore I Harbor, alone,

stronger than universe as lone.