. . .
3.
Thou wilst sweeten my final bitterness,
Thou wilst lighten my final weariness,
Thou wilst watch over my dreams,
Thou wilst wipe away my tears.
4.
Every morning wilst Thou us again
the torch of light and joy
and Thou wilst exchange the dead hours
I bring thee for a new and living morning. Amen.
from Hymn, The Pilgrim's Prayer
Sunrise at O Cebreiro, Galicia : June 2nd, 2015
merging with mystery
ReplyDeleteAt 1300m above sea level, we woke up that morning above the clouds, under a crisp-blue sky, and
ReplyDeletethe full moon of June. Mystery and beauty surrounding each and every step of the Way . . .