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All the Wonders

  • betharichardson

With Gratitude 

With gratitude

I traveled the holy path

To Iona.

Remembering the ones

Who journeyed here by boat,

Who scraped out lives

From dirt, from sea,

In wind-swept wilderness.

Remembering the ones

Who died in violence,

Who fled for their lives,

Who left this place

For the safety of Ireland.

With gratitude

I traveled the holy path

to Iona.

One of thousands and thousands

Who desire to walk in the footsteps

Of monks and pilgrims,

Of Kings and beggars,

Of tourists and penitents,

Of saints and workers.

All with hungry hearts,

Hungry spirits,

Seeking Love

In this place.

With gratitude.


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