a pilgrim

by walterdoege

sometimes I feel me like a pilgrim…a solitary pilgrim…on the road I find other pilgrims…in the long travel I find other pilgrim…I keep sailing on my sailing boat…good winds…warm feelings…confident in future…confident in human goodness…I keep sailing on my sailing boat to a port where I can eat and rest for a while for keep sailing…all pilgrim need go home…all pursuit is pursuit of home…my house is good…I keep sailing to my home…my soul is my home…my boat is my house…the passion, the winds…suddenly a breeze turns the direction and I feel me in home…I keep sailing in a