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.

Saturday, November 17, 2007


Fourteen billion
year old molecules
crashing, caroming

randomly becoming
fire, water, earth and air
heading toward

this one,
perfect morning
where truth reveals itself,
for just a moment,
to those with ancient eyes.

poem inspired by photograph taken by
(and used with permission of) James Melnychuk-

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