Some say we breathe the same air as the great Alexander,
that we can visit the holy places Jesus once knew,
perhaps follow in His footsteps through Galilee,
or imagine the once famed glory of Macedon,
where Phillip would teach his young son to fight.
But we can never quite see, let alone touch these lost
worlds in our minds, they are always one step beyond
our senses, like those people and animals
who frequent our own lives, sharing joys and pains,
and then are gone, without ever being a part of us.
We are all the lost and lonely children
with only faith to fight the famine of our lives.
copyright Leofwine Tanner 2019