Falling Pilgrims Poem by Stuart Doggett

Falling Pilgrims



Spheres warp onto lines,
Bud, break, amalgamate,
Trickling trails of sparkling clarity,
Winding through a maze,
A meandering path to freedom,
Scattered over the plain,
Pilgrims with a purpose,
United they fall.

Monday, March 27, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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