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, January 31, 2009

Melting snow reveals
Single broken robin wing
We fly in circles

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Thursday, January 22, 2009


A gray winter sky releases gentle snowflakes,
silence arriving on the edge of Sunday morning.
Sitting in my old red chair, I consider the fire
burning without, burning within.

The brush of an angel’s wings against my face
recalls the holy touch of one no longer near.
Closing my eyes, I deeply drink the vision
living well, dying whole.

Purple sunset celebrates the freely given day,
I stutter step as I near the marble sentinel,
unsure if a mere kiss will be enough to pay my fare
home , forever home.

(poem inspired by photograph taken by
and used with kind permission of Christine Valters Paintner.
Join her Poetry Party every other Monday at www.abbeyofthearts.com.)

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Wednesday, January 21, 2009


I danced with angels this weekend
and now I’m paying the price.
These geriatric feet are dry and wrinkled
and a crack or two on the soles
are making me crankier than usual.
But when angels appear,
take your hand,
and lead you out onto the dance floor,
I dare you to say, “No.”

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