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.

Monday, February 25, 2008


As that long tunnel appears
and the blinding flash of light
draws me home, I cross
into a world devoid of color.
I search in vain
for a drop of blood
to soothe my anxious heart.
But soon, gentle sepia
lulls me to sleep.
When later, I awaken
and open my eyes
gentle faces greet me,
open arms envelope me
and together we continue
our timeless dance.

(poem inspired by photograph provided by and used with permission of
Christine Valters Paintner - www.abbeyofthearts.com)

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Anonymous Abbey of the Arts said...

This is such a moving poem Rich, filled with longing and dancing. Thanks so much for participating in another Poetry Party!

5:36 PM  
Blogger akash said...

This indeed is a moving poem ,
reaching out to a lonely heart ,
with open arms .


7:56 AM  
Blogger Rich said...

Christine & Akash - Thanks for your kind comments. Rich

8:41 AM  

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