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.

Thursday, February 05, 2009


MIDWINTER

Twelve billion year old stardust
seeds, imbedded memories
remember. Tightly wound
paperthin heads poke through
the fertile ground of being
seeking sunlight with an instinct
born in ancient swirling cosmos,
dancing to the songs of angels,
stretching their faces to the heavens,
singing, praying “Adoramus Te.”

(poem inspired by and photo taken by
and used with kind permission of
Christine Valters Paintner. Join Christine's
Poetry Party every other Monday at

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1 Comments:

Anonymous Abbey of the Arts said...

The last line is positively transcendent Rich, thanks for your jewel this week.

11:34 PM  

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