Shed light on the lies
With abundance of grace
For the tears I have cried.
Fill my cup with forgiveness
And carry no more
Greet the morning with gladess
On the past; shut the door.
Walking to Santiago
Friendships galore
When I came to this Camino
I could ask for no more
Be wise with my heart
For it carries the source
With patience and kindness
It keeps me on course.
With my shell on my backpack
My spirit is seeing the world
You can take the girl out of Kansas
But you cannot take Kansas out of the girl.
I like your photo and your poem. Sounds like you're having an adventure.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Les