I pray , to St.Navalany, along with all the new saints ,
All the new saints that go up before God , no gates barring them,
All who I beseech to, to intercede for my earthly needs , for all my wishes ...
All these so presented ,I pray for world peace too ,
Each day , so many more saints ;so many to carry my prayers ,
Yet my prayers seem stifled , saints have been all around us;
There are the martyrs, of all denominations , all regions -
Those quietly suffering , those who pray and carry on ,then to die..
All who dared to hold true to their depths, their souls ,
Those who stood up when asked to kneel, those who kneeled when asked to stand ,
All colours, creeds , all who dared , all who lit the lamps in their hearts ,
New martyrs each day , this world has given, each of saintly , yet human natures,
Courage of ethics , drives this flow to the heavens , an un-ceased flood to God ,
In our todays , in this so very modern era , they flock to the heavens ....
poem by Pc-3 (02/19/2024)
What maketh a saint- 'one who stands for what is right, despite all opposing forces, even despite one self ,for that is also a soul's courage '
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