Serene Pilgrimage

In tranquil reverie, a figure walks a winding path, A journey of the soul, where heart and spirit craft A world of peace, where every step is a prayer, And the beauty of nature is beyond compare. The robes worn are simple, yet oh so grand, A symbol of devotion, in this serene land. The bicycle, a steed, for the modern saint, A vessel for the journey, through life's ebb and flow, and fate. The basket, a container, for the heart's desires, A symbol of abundance, and the beauty that inspires. The mountains rise, like giants, in the distance, A reminder of the grandeur, of the world's insistence. The sun shines bright, with a gentle, loving light, Illuminating the path, through the dark of night. The flowers bloom, in vibrant hues, a colorful sight, A testament to the beauty, that surrounds us, in the light. In this moment, all is right, in the world outside, A sense of peace, that we've yet to find, inside.