Books about spirituality are often a catalogue displaying the psychological material of others.
At best, they tell about others’ experiences,
A few specks of dust, glittering in the distance, at night.
They allow the pilgrim to continue placing one foot in front of the other.
Such a pilgrim will be slow to confess those specks glitter on the left, on the right…
Sometimes they keep glittering as they turn back.
He will keep walking toward something, but does not know the embrace of fire
that will turn over his heart and soul.
FJ Sept 2021
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