Seek First the Kingdom - The March of Hope - Epilogue
The Pilgrim Dance
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The Pilgrim Dance
Shuffling down a narrow
Lonely, dirt path
Into a wide
Open field
I am a pilgrim
A journeyman
One who rests
Only for a time
In mystical
Quaint villages
I am refreshed
And stronger now
Because of each
Enchanting land
Now, slowly
Onto a plain
Where I have come
Upon a crossroad
Not knowing
Where to go
Yet, appearing at my
Side, ever faithfully
Is my sister traveler
St. Thérèse of Lisieux
We both shield our eyes
As sunlight breaks
And each look in
All directions
“Where now, do
We dance, sister?”
Her eyes glitter
Her soul is fire
She points and
Pulls me along
Dancing together, again
To where I do not know
Then I see that
To which she points
Distant ahead rides
Joan of Arc, hair flowing
Dancing, we follow her
Over the horizon of trust