Pilgrimage


Maybe there’s a God above,

And all I’ve ever learned from love

Is that it is a blessing so divine.


And every sunless night I’ll pray

To see your rays beaming someday.

Come cast the lonely dark out with your shine.


I want to feel its warm embrace

Upon my cold and cat-like face.

Poor into me, intoxicate like wine.


Now sinking down below the line,

I hope that we can breathe just fine

Until you rise again over horizon mine.


I can’t but suffer the sunset,

I bear the freezing frost onset.

It weighs on me, it chills, it breaks my spine.


So cannot wait for you to show,

To heat me up in your great glow,

To let me be a pilgrim to your shrine.


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