Pilgrims

We all have crosses to bear from birth to death, but there are unseen friends beside us.

We are all pilgrims on a much travelled road
And each of us shoulders a varying load
Some light as a feather, some heavy as stone
But we do not carry our load all alone
For there are wonderful souls who help us along
God's servants who are sung of in many a song
Our teachers, our guides, our angelic friends
Who remain by our side until the day ends

We are all pilgrims on a much travelled road
And tho' we know it or not, in our hearts deepest abode
We seek to blend with the greatest power of all
Within our innermost soul we hear divinities' call
And at some time in the future, sooner or later
We will join with the spirit forces, closer to our Creator
And perhaps too, in time, we can help carry the load
Of one of those pilgrims on the much travelled road