Pilgrimage Poems - Poems about Pilgrimage

...I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps, In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars. To love you – means I wish you fields of poppies under the illuminated ......Read the rest...

...I marvel how touch touches deepest chord, That rest of senses scarce can ever match, Time heals old wounds, touch stays on for long stored, And leaves a sign, a lasting mark to etch, I marvel......Read the rest...

...Tetelestai—“It is finished”—may be the most significant word ever uttered across the stratosphere. The single most important statement in all of human history. Spoken by the innocent and dying only b......Read the rest...

... In Japan, people make a Spring pilgrimage They go to pay homage to cherry blossoms When the earth nods its head When the sun warms its forehead It causes bare trees to burst in......Read the rest...

...In the odyssey of my soul, I have sailed seas of uncharted destiny, Embarked on the ship of time, under the flag of a stormy youth. Six years under the starry sky, I forged myself among the wave cr......Read the rest...

...From The Coal Mine … Liars … early prophets of impending doom (The New Room: February, 2024) The Moment Shared We often forget wrapped up in our own drama — that everyone feels ......Read the rest...

...This is the empire of man, Arson , Is the tongue of modern day prophets Salvation, In the bone and marrow of the "other" The faith-starved stand tall, And their monuments taller The ......Read the rest...

...I remember Cleopatra's moon, as triangles of time unveiled pyramids embalmed in juniper, incensing golden dreams. While in desolate dunes of the sunrise Sahara, I've engraved your initi......Read the rest...

...Albedo effect in full force after appreciable snowfall After descent of eventide luminescence of freshly fallen snow still illuminates the terrestrial firma bright even upon the onset of dusk, ......Read the rest...

...One day I'll drive there. On the way I'll tell my wife about the Modoc woman, who lived outside the city, above a sea lion rookery. She taught me a Klamath-Modoc prayer: “I want you animals......Read the rest...

...In the shadow of love, where souls meet their echo, To love becomes a pilgrimage towards one's own rebirth. We seek not a successor in the labyrinth of fate, For to propose a new heaven is l......Read the rest...

...In the temple of silence, where the past awaits to be rewritten, I wrap my longing in the mantle of night, searching for the lost ring of destiny, That sacred symbol, forged in the shadow of ag......Read the rest...

...At the dawn of our relationship, I believed in unaltered sincerity, When skeptical voices foretold the end, I found stars of hope in my cosmos. Before the vow, my soul was both storm and calm, ......Read the rest...

...Treading softly over luscious loam and skeletal leaves Wisps of virtuoso violin slipping through cracks in topiaries A savory smoke curing wild boar With bated breath I hunt the soireé Convivia......Read the rest...

...O search not for a rare applause, Beware, life is a thankless stage— It's vain, a loud uproar to cause On this voyage of pilgrimage, A puppet you are, caught in cage. Vain to think you’re a gr......Read the rest...