Pilgrim Path

This blog is the work of a seeker and poet. Walking stick in hand, I head out into the world, not of the world, but in the world. My words and my friends carry me along and light the pilgrim path of spiritual journeys.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006


One dance, calls us to freedom,
One song, words born from the deep.
One scream, gut-wrenching and pure,
One heart, beating for all.

One flame, sears our pain.
One lake, holds our last tears.
One love, wounds start to heal.
One night, and dreams come alive.


Anonymous Brian Davis said...

Great poem. I like the repetition of the word one. It makes me think there is a purposefly omitted line that references us all as one.

10:17 PM  

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