Salvatore Poeta

There is No Road Through the Woods and Only the Keeper Sees Salvatore Poeta

There is No Road through the Woods and Only the Keeper Sees represents a continuation of the journey I began by sea on the other side of the Atlantic as I retrace, nostalgically, the footsteps of my childhood and teenage years on North American soil. It is a reflection on friends and strangers-human and animal-lost, some forever, deep within time's bottomless wells, on the trials and tribulations of a lost innocence tinged with the melancholia of promises not kept and irreversible regrets. It also embodies the spiritual journey of a soul continually searching, not for fear of death or personal salvation, for that glimmer of light leading us toward the warm embrace of human truth, kindness, and respect, of all that binds us and envelops us in a brotherly love while each of us pursues our destined journey in this world and the next.