PILGRIMAGE |
I’ve been cleaning for days
every inch of the house, allowing no shortcuts
a pilgrimage
forcing myself to continue, whilst observing the battle within
stubbornness vs frustration
tiredness
annoyance
resistance
finally, today
a clean house
a cleansed mind
thunder, and the rain comes
water pouring in the gutters, a sound I had forgotten
a gentle rain, a sweet reward
I walk along my verandah
breathing freshness in silent joy
through clean windows, I see myself
battlefield empty
through clean windows, I see my home
my Camino de Santiago ❤️
