Saintly November

There is wind where the rose was.
There is void where the voice was.
There is a Soul where the Saint stay.

They stream their glow in the grey skies.
They clapped their cheers through clouds. 
They lived their experiences through mild memories of our memorial.
In the embers of sticky stories of a season, Are the memories of our SAINTS.
In the cherish anecdote of our thoughts, 
Are the silent nuggets of the SAGES.
As we journey to become saints  
May we draw on the SAINTS inspiration to embrace the peace November brings. 
May November be memorable.  
Please keep the peace.
Cheers to YOU.
©KYB ✍๐Ÿฟ01/11/2025

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