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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