Jesus

 Among a thousand faces looked
The cherubic face of kindness
But always in vain, they did not find

Longing for goodness, peace and love
What on earth has ever found
I found poetry in a flower!
But that face ever find you


Who knows if the land is not
What I look for so eagerly
Because the land was Cruelly

And time passed, suffered, learned, and
He ended the search because "you " found.