Pilgrimage – Mitchell David Ring (The Light is On)


Where walk the shades of the once-lived

wraiths on pilgrimage to lands of smoke and shadow 

gone over rain-starved and broken roads

robed in the night sky, hooded by the moon

the doors behind are left open

Through to the valley of promised light

down winding paths against sanity’s edge

follow those voices that whisper in the dark

of a city in the trees ahead

where sleep plays god among the shadows

Traveller, walk with us across this plane

See to the watchtower over desert seas

the coming of a stillness wrought from flame

Robe yourself in silk and shadow

and find solace at the end of a lonely path

The rest is left behind there on the road 

and already lost among the trees

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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