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