pilgrimage
for centuries they stumbled
making their slow ways to shrines
in search of relief
I can only turn to oil
the scent of frankincense
walks the miles for me
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I love this piece – especially the implication of how the divine is always present if one chooses to look for it. Very Catholic Imagination vibes.