ON RETREAT
CAMP EDWARDS
EAST TROY, WISCONSIN
Moonglow filtered through high thin clouds,
a sharply crisp November night
far removed from city lights,
softly shines on country paths.
Trails made by nature gently wind
'round streams and trees and wildlife homes,
lead us to sights meant for our eyes
gifts prepared for those who dream.
Visions of heaven, softly formed
to hold our open peace-filled souls
reflecting back to earth a song
whose words rise from each heart as true.
A song that calls like souls to trod
upon a path that leads to home
a place where all can hear at last
the song of love inside their heart.
CAMP EDWARDS
EAST TROY, WISCONSIN
Moonglow filtered through high thin clouds,
a sharply crisp November night
far removed from city lights,
softly shines on country paths.
Trails made by nature gently wind
'round streams and trees and wildlife homes,
lead us to sights meant for our eyes
gifts prepared for those who dream.
Visions of heaven, softly formed
to hold our open peace-filled souls
reflecting back to earth a song
whose words rise from each heart as true.
A song that calls like souls to trod
upon a path that leads to home
a place where all can hear at last
the song of love inside their heart.
posted by Pilgrim Path | 6:56 PM
2 Comments:
Hi Rich, Thanks again for your email and pointing me here. Lovely poems, great images! I love all of your monastic themed ones as well. I'll keep checking in. Blessings, Christine
What a wonderfull weekend to be out and away from the city lights. Hope you have a clear view of the moon.
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