Pilgrim time.

The lights were off in the bus, and my traveling companions and I all seated separately in the dark, and the roadside landscape hardly visible or worth seeing, and suddenly it was a good time to cry. Wait, I asked myself, is my sorrow valid? Yes, I said, it is.

The soundtrack: 275t, Loving-Kindness. My call at the Keystone Convention, from which I was traveling home. It was a great day, don’t get me wrong. More about that here. (The recording is from an unidentified Southern singing, and uses verses one & two; I called one & three, but I liked the slow pace of this version [and of mine].)

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One thought on “Pilgrim time.

  1. Beautiful stories…Write more. Write often. We want to read you!

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