So many times, we are pushed to look at contemporary work because it’s new and innovative. Yet, we forget that there would not be anything we consider modern without the classics first having paved the way for the rest of the literary world. The classics and artists of the past deserve our reverence and appreciation for their contributions. They were the first to be bold and unafraid. It was in their voices and stories that many of us first found hope, love, and faith. We must continue to listen and use their gifts to help us forge our own path.
Ancients of Old
We walk in their shadows,
The Ancients of old —
Histories and memories
Of stories untold.
They’re giants among us,
with large shoes to fill.
Yet still we toil,
rolling the stone up the hill.
Echoes of voices
That replay in our minds.
Itching to come out,
And find a new life.
We seek their wisdom
Light in the dark.
Hoping to unburden
Secrets in our heart.
And so we look
to the fathers of words
with hope, reverence, and longing.
That understanding will come.
Then people will listen
as the words flow,
like they once did
To the Ancients of old.

My name is Iris Zamora. I am from a small town in deep south Texas called Mission. I have been a high school teacher for eleven years. I teach AP World History at Idea Public Schools. I am a current graduate student at Houston Baptist University. I am in my final semester of Master of Apologetics. I am blessed to be able to call myself a mother to a
beautiful and adventurous daughter. I myself am the daughter of two wonderful and loving parents who have always done their best to show me the way of God. I am a sister to a brother that is my best friend and guardian angel. I have been a parishioner of Our Lady of Guadalupe Catholic Church for over 30 years.
Citation Information
Iris Zamora, “Ancients of Old,” An Unexpected Journal: The Ancients 4, no. 3. (Fall 2021), 37-40.
Direct Link: https://anunexpectedjournal.com/ancients-of-old/