we journey inward
to sacred spaces - again
with our reasons fresh
seeing others on their path
what joy each unique try is
background story:
we choose what we believe.
i have chosen to believe,
that within each of us lives
a seeker for truth and meaning.
each of our paths unique,
each a one time only experiment,
that has never existed, nor will ever exist again.
so there it is:
the pilgrim
the path
- made up of our countless attempts and devotions
then there is reason
- fresh and bright, lighting our way
and there is kinship!
we may come from different directions
taking different routes and styles of travel,
yet do we not all seem to aim towards inclusion
with the Great Mystery?
