Thread: Everything Is A Pilgrim

We like days must keep moving forward.
For better or worse on we must go.
You sense life’s wave is coming toward.

Where we end up only God will know.
Traversing over people and land.
Like a sail, time takes us where winds blow.

From rainforests to oceans of sand.
Sure I have had poignant moments and much fun.
Sometimes I have been dealt a hard hand.

We are all pilgrims but some walk and some run.
That is my fate and I share it with many.
This is the same with all creatures under sun.

And if Gaia theory holds true,
Earth in space is a pilgrim too.
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