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.

Friday, June 13, 2008


It’s been a month since my visit to the desert.
Time to put my heart
back in my chest
after rolling it around in the sand and clay.
Desperate to heal old wounds,
to fill cracks and holes where

dry days cause the aches some folks call life.
Sometimes it’s hard
to play along
as if the world was kind and soft
and hearts were not so easily broken.
Other days my heart is shaped
by a young child’s smile
as he leans over to drink

from a fountain and gets a face
full of water.
Water, clay, and a sense of humor,
was all God needed to make life complete.

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Blogger Val said...

Beautiful poem, Rich. I especially like the ending.

I look forward to reading more.

6:37 AM  

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