Who are they to God?
A life for display
or a fragrance of consciousness
or an aroma of spirit?
A vital principle of presence
An animation of zeal
Amidst those who have sight are the redeemed
What are they to God?
An inanimate aroma of spirit
Or a regenerated vison of a spectacle
Are they perishing?
Is there death leading to life or life leading to death
Oh, what are they to God?
Are they a fragrance of Christ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem