Pilgrimage

Pilgrimage

Let me travel

like the trees –

delighting in the trip.

Not seedlings newly sown,

but those Ancient Ones  --

seeded, rooted eons ago --

with feet firmly planted,

yet, still reaching for the sky;

accompanied by old friends,

savoring the journey.

Providing sustenance, sanctuary,

even entertainment for fellow travelers;

slumbering under the stars,

bestirring at the blush of dawn,

singing with the wind, dancing in the rain,

greeting each evening  

with fingers full of moonlight.

PSC/2014

Written for 2014 April PAD Challenge: Day 2 - A Voyage poem