To the Pilgrim
Set Out!
You were born for the road
Set Out
You have a meetin to keep.
Where? With whom?
Perhaps with yourself
Set Out!
Your steps will be your words
The road your song.
The weariness your prayers.
And at the end
Your silence will speak to you.
Set out!
Alone, or with others
But get out of yourself!
Your head does not know
Where your feet are leading your heart.
Set out!
You were born for the road
The Pilgrim’s road
Someone is coming to meet you
Is seeking you
In the shrine at the end of the road-
In the shrine at the depths of your heart.
God is your peace
God is your joy!
Go!
God already walks with you!
-Anonymous
God of the twisting path,
God of the turning spiral,
God of Revelation,
God of infinite mystery
May this God enfold and entwine you in every step.
-st brigid
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