Art and Prayer

Musings Along the Rail Trail

The trail stretches ahead of me…
sometimes with a shadowed bend ahead…
sometimes a bright vista in the distance…
with reflections from above…
and unexpected beauty beside the trail.
a tree clinging tight to the rock…
Resting spots along the way…

with encouraging words from those who’ve walked this trail before…

I haven’t known any of these people, but their words tell me something of them and invite me to sit a spell and ponder.

Looking back, I’ve come a long way…
with more trail stretching on ahead.

I wonder what words I would want on my bench…

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