“And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes”
-Chaucer
Everyone is a palmer this holy day
Seeking the strange, elusive shores of truth
Each pilgrim bearing in his eager hands
A palm frond and a photocopied hymn
The pilgrimage begins in the parking lot
And marshaled by the blue HANDICAPPED signs
Ascends to the doors, the narthex, and in,
Up to the Altar, there where all worlds meet
Come to Jerusalem; you’re on the way -
Everyone is a palmer this holy day
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC
“And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes”
-Chaucer
Everyone is a palmer this holy day
Seeking the strange, elusive shores of truth
Each pilgrim bearing in his eager hands
A palm frond and a photocopied hymn
The pilgrimage begins in the parking lot
And marshaled by the blue HANDICAPPED signs
Ascends to the doors, the narthex, and in,
Up to the Altar, there where all worlds meet
Come to Jerusalem; you’re on the way -
Everyone is a palmer this holy day