Indeed. Where are the Saints? And where are the Poets of Sainthood?
There are so few Saints these days, writing words etched
hearts burning, souls reaching us, reaching
our humanity with
the divine spark.
Still, the ancient poets leave fresh footprints in the sand,
guiding our language
towards the sun.
And our hearts towards the heavens.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”