pilgrims, we Seattle, Washington
each of us is prone to wander while we are here abroad. and
whatever which way we wonder (be it all for gain or blunder),
still holes in hearts point, pining after all we can’t quite know.
onwards! upwards! ever fonder we grow! never dimmer
but refining all our brilliance, chasing that Light.
and so we sing. songs for hope; for joy.
for all of us our wayward, journeying on.
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