SAINT
Who is a saint?
Saint is not born
Saint is not selected
Saint is not elected
Saint is not made
Then who is a saint?
I ask God and pray
Make me a saint of yours
God asks me why
I reply with a gleam of shy
Praise, prayers to me
Devotion, decoration
Memory, merry making
All I like for my sake
Says God to me then
You are a big ship
Sent to sail through
The sea full of waves
Waves of truth and falsehood
Go and cross the ocean
The ocean of true and false
God says to me
Flag is shown to start
My sail to cross the ocean
The sail of my life starts
Looking at God’s beacon
The beacon of truth
Calling for a truthful life
A saint in my mind
Shaped as a big steam ship that
Sails across the ocean of life
To reach the shore of it
Filling the decks of it
With full of passengers in it
Who is a saint? Is it
One who lives an enchanting life
One who lives an enclosed life
One who does miracles
On death after a torturous life
Or the one who lives a truthful life?
No truth is above
And no life is above
A life that is truthful
No saint is above
And no sainthood is above
A life lived truthfully
ANNIE JOSEPH
