"It Is Holy" This is a poem I received via email. The man that wrote it has many good poems and will be sending me more to be posted here on my site. Return to Poems/Writings/Stories Index Return to Home Page

 It Is Holy
    S. Norashkharian

    When the dry wind
    Brings a song to the flute...
    When the hymns rise
    From the dead wood
    It is holy!

    When a lost bee
    Captures honey
    From a rose
    In the valley,
    It is holy!

    When the sadness
    Is sweeter
    Than the laughter
    When a smile
    A peaceful face
    Ignites your soul
    Like a furnace
    It is holy!

    To leave behind
    Pastures and swine
    To live only
    With bread and wine
    To be divine
    To be free
    It is holy!
       * Copyright 1989 By Shant Norashkharian *