In the midst of the tumult of the noisy city, I feel my soul dark and disenchanted, and my heart weighs down with a stinging pain, At the thought of the truth being concealed.

I see the crowds running towards the ancient church, invoking the Trinity in their ardent prayer, but my mind escapes from this rhetoric, and my thoughts fly to divergent ideas.

I question established doctrine, and my heart longs for a new vision, a clearer understanding of the truth, which resonates in my soul like a joke.

I do not fear the accusation of heresy or the judgment of religious authorities, for my quest for the truth is my only compass, and I am ready to face all stormy storms.

Thus, I walk alone on the path of truth, seeking a deeper understanding of divinity, and I leave behind the dogmas of the past, to embrace a more authentic and free vision of God.