Poetry list
A villanelle of the Camino (A Camino Quartet 3)
The scallop beams and beckons on the Way –
The walk is long through hills and streams and trees,
Each limping striding step is ours to pray.
Our senses stirred by Nature’s power to sway,
Sweet eucalyptus floats upon the breeze,
The scallop beams and beckons on the Way.
Each pilgrim’s path is filled by fears to slay –
Our hearts and minds are burdened by our pleas,
Each limping striding step is ours to pray
Yet grace prevails as penitents we pay:
Love’s beauty bursts to force us to our knees.
The scallop beams and beckons on the Way
An offering of our lives to God we lay:
With clouds of incense fade our certainties;
Each limping striding step is ours to pray
The road leads on to endless night and day,
Our journeys end with rocks o’erwhelmed by seas;
The scallop beams and beckons on the Way,
Each limping striding step is ours to pray.
© Neil Thompson 2024