Thank You for posting this with such a lovely picture. This poem was placed on a shrine to a murdered "sage" here, in Vermont, this past week. I've been reading this poem as a celebration of a life well lived; I had to ask myself (just once) about the small person. I think just by asking the question we're opening the doors. And I pray that there will continue to be people in my life whom I see as the sage, someone to inspire and delight me: Especially during these times when there is a lot of "me" to work with.
thanks again,
you're the sage this time ; )