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Each time I have been on Camino I am moved by the memorials to the departed Pilgrims in so many places along the way.I always say a prayer as I pass and one in particular at Moratinos I pause in remembrance as I knew Phil,known as The Methodist Pilgrim,who gave me much advice and encouragement prior to my first journey on The Way.We hoped to meet on route but Phil passed away before we met again. Thinking of all this I wrote a poem I posted some years ago on the Forum and which I say again each year's end,and which I now post again in memory of all.
There is a secret staircase
Way above the clouds
That last day of December
Reaches to the ground
On each step stands a pilgrim
Who once walked the way
From a thousand years ago
Up until today
Some are dressed as peasants
Some are dressed as lords
Some as Templar soldiers
Complete with shield and sword
All stand at attention
As a tribute from the past
To this year's fallen pilgrims
Slowly walking past
And the souls of all those pilgrims
Climb the stairs above
And smiling walk through Heaven's gate
To wait for those they love.
There is a secret staircase
Way above the clouds
That last day of December
Reaches to the ground
On each step stands a pilgrim
Who once walked the way
From a thousand years ago
Up until today
Some are dressed as peasants
Some are dressed as lords
Some as Templar soldiers
Complete with shield and sword
All stand at attention
As a tribute from the past
To this year's fallen pilgrims
Slowly walking past
And the souls of all those pilgrims
Climb the stairs above
And smiling walk through Heaven's gate
To wait for those they love.