God our pilgrimage impels,
To cross sea-waste or scale life-fells;
A further shore,
One hill brow more,
Draws on the feet, or arm-plied oars,
As the soul onward, upward soars.
(From Poems of the Western Highlands, G.R.D. McLean)
May a divine wind be at your back as you voyage into 2022!
The Sacred Art Pilgrim