A pilgrimage is a journey. Esther deWaal reminds us that the longest journey is the journey inward. 18 pilgrims made the journey to Wales in early May on a journey of discovery. Our physical journey leading us inward to grow closer to God following the path of ancient Celtic roots. Our pilgrims continue to reflect and express their experience. Below please find three poems written and submitted by two of our pilgrims. Enjoy and may they be a blessing to you.
The winds of Wales beckoned
me to seek my Celtic roots.
What earthly treasure can I bring
with me as I follow the pilgrims' path?
A lock of my mother's golden hair
I shall carry close to my heart.
Together we cross the Irish Sea,
Wind and waves challenge our spirit.
The Island of Bardsey calling us
onward to her rocky shore.
Walking up the hill I glimpse
the lighthouse.
Through the pasture, sheep
wary of my movement.
By the cove my journey ends.
Carefully I remove the golden strands
and gently caress them one last time.
Lifting my hand to the winds
I watch as they continue the journey home
with my love and blessings.
Joy Thiel
(submitted in loving memory of my mother)
Two Tanka (Japanese structure
5-7-5-7-7)
Waiting for daybreak
windows and heart are open
birds chirping wind blows
smile recalling our journey
time together reflecting
Surrounded by love
Filled with thanksgiving and
joy
happiness overcomes me
tears flow freely from the soul
Gods blessings are
evident
Submitted by Meg Seltzer
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