cronechronicler

Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Labyrinthian Ways

Yesterday I walked the labyrinth
Traced path on canvas covering the floor
Church Meeting Hall transformed.
Mystical wordless moment spoke
Welcome so warm I shed tears
And knew at once I had arrived
At a place I know by heart
Promise of challenge and possibility.

Other pilgrims walked the path.
Silently we made our way
In to the center and out again
All moving, breathing, stepping wide
To let each other pass on narrow curves
As one people. With joy I laughed
To understand we are community
Joined in wide world by love.

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