angel guarding the city of souls said, Princess Haiku

I captured this angel watching over the sleeping souls of  Cypress Lawn Cemetery in Colma. It was an overcast day with scarcely a touch of blue in the sky.  "Poet, what are you doing wandering about a graveyard," I asked myself and had no answer.. After all it is in the nature of a poet to wander into the outer territories of the living and sometimes into the other world itself.