Pilgrim HeartA Poem by Paris HladePilgrim Heartf
(Or To Finish, One Must Stary)
I know not where this star may lead; I would not brave the night
I would not be The fool that did -
I am a child of light!
But I suppose it must be so:
To finish, I must start
And naught but darkness Rounds a star[1]
That bids the pilgrim heart. [1] Paris
believed that everything a “pilgrim heart” experiences is tinged by a sense of
sadness, even the most joyous of his adventures. He may live in the moment, but
he is mindful of what it will be like when the party is over, and he is left to
his thoughts. He is the proverbial “foreigner in a foreign land,” and he is
every moment homesick for a place he has never actually been. However, the poet
did not think that such individuals were necessarily religious thinkers, such
as Khalil Gibran, as he also considered Fyodor Dostoevsky and nineteenth-century
German nihilist, Friedrich Nietzsche, to be prime examples of such a person.
© 2023 Paris HladAuthor's Note
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Added on February 8, 2023 Last Updated on February 8, 2023 AuthorParis HladSouthport, NC, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI am a 70-year-old retired New York state high school English teacher, living in Southport, NC. more..Writing
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