Pilgrim
centered within mind caverns
constant lightless deep
echos reverberate
into end times
of all my existence
I live for one moment
where crack of light,
that is that Light,
will illuminate me
to light a trail
that leads me out
to a place where
darkness has gone to sleep
and within that beautiful
bright golden, nestling space
I find myself embraced
by all that can be explained
as I cross, wide eyed,
the boulevard laid
for new glorious sights
as I tread upon, step-by-step,
the cobblestone Way
until I come to the end
that becomes the beginning
Copyright © Arlo Parker | Year Posted 2024
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