* Jane has given me permission to use "The Last Miles" on my own Blog, I am assuming she will not mind it being here. My poem below titled "Woman" answers "The Last Miles." We are hoping Jane will join us here, she is a pioneer of Lemuria. She has just moved from the Abbey back to the Center of Lemuria and we haven't found her yet to let her know about these Mysteries. We are still looking!


My heart is heavy as I travel across my meditating desert today. There is a companion with me and I can not shake the sorrow.


THE LAST MILES


She
walked slowly
across the barren land,
rough woven cape and hood
her only protection
against the blazing sun:
step after step after step.

Her feet burned
in the thin leather sandals,
strapped loosely on her feet,
her only protection
between burning sand
and jagged stones:
step after step after step.

The limp, lifeless bundle
in her arms
weighed heavily
on her weakening body
causing her journey
to become more laborious
with every step;
on and on and on.

She knew-
somewhere-
she must lay her bundle down
and rest,
But not now-
not yet-
Just one more
step after step after step.


©Jane Tilton