Not every sunset has a poem
and sometimes we can’t find a novel
in a grain of sand.
But we can hold onto the words of love
closely, sighing, then notating
with our pens the feelings.
Not every prophet has a vision
but we can write down
what we have been given,
in the way of love
catching hold of us,
inspired by the heavens.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”