Loretta Pitilli Poet Narrative

Creating Our Pilgrimage

the earth turns
our journey begins
crying out
our breath speaks
pushing through
high and low tide
we begin our pilgrimage
holding hands
with the sun the moon and the stars
we create our life and our death

moment by moment
life reveals itself
childhood innocence peels away
standing there naked and vulnerable
accepting the inevitable
we fulfill our dreams
we experience pain
we listen to our hearts
creating an energy
that is simply divine

the journey continues
we transfer our weight
from one foot to another
we press into the earth
creating our imprints
we multiply our steps
exploring new territory
we gather strength
gaining wisdom
from all our endeavors

with time
our feet no linger
burn or blister
our steps are more graceful
somewhat lighter
we feel the earth
in between our toes
resting within the spaces
we place our prints
with a gentle ease

finally motionless
our reflected imprints 
paint our pattern
across the open sky
with divine radiance
the rainbow holds our tired hands
lifting our weary feet
gracefully the power of the almighty
pulls the energy of our being
forever to the other side

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