LabyrinthOn Walking the Labyrinth
at Mercy Center
(Burlingame, CA)

Isaiah 35:8    A highway will be there. It will be called The Holy Way.  The unclean won’t travel on it, but it will be for those walking on that way. Even fools won’t get lost on it. (CEB)

Today I visited an old friend
A litany of footprints
As pilgrims journeyed
Along the winding path
Leading inward and then outward
A parable for the Way
Trod by followers of Yeshua.

My footprints added to those
Of other pilgrims
Praying their Way silently
Into the center
Back out again
Renewed by the journey
Inward, outward.

It was as if the footprints
Materialized out off the dust
Bringing the presence
Of those pilgrims
Who walked and prayed before me
Who walk and pray with me.

A chickadee added her footprints
Reminding me that the journey
Is not ours alone.
She flies away quickly
But her footsteps remain
As will mine when I drive away.

IMG_1370I come to the center
A standing slab of slate
I grasp hold of its edges
And my fingertips tingle
With the vibration of fingerprints
Left by other pilgrims
I lay my palm upon the slate
And feel it’s heartbeat
Pulsating with a thousand heartbeats
Of those who walked before me

I retrace my steps
Listening for the voices
Of the owners of the footprints
I hear their silence
Joyful, Sad, Hoping
Stepping outside the labyrinth
I turn and bow in reverence
So long, O Friend

[Scripture taken from the Common English Bible®, CEB®
Copyright © 2010, 2011 by Common English Bible.
Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide.]

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