Sing out praises for the journey, pilgrims, we who venture forth,

Searchers in the soul’s deep yearnings, like our forbears in their time.

We seek out the spirits wholeness in the endless human quest.

Stand we here upon the threshold, facing futures yet unknown,

Hearth behind us; wayside hostel built by those who knew wild roads.

Guard we e’re their sacred fire now carried in our minds and hearts.

Look, within, your soul’s the kindling of the fire our forebears knew.

Find the spirit, always restless, find it in each mind and heart.

Touch and hold that ancient yearning, kindling for a new found truth.

Reach out for a new tomorrow when compassion all shall know.

Offer now this brave compassion; offer now this work of love.

Pilgrims, choose the onward journey, take the future road we see.

Ours the spirit of adventure; ours the truths of then and now;

Ours the visions of the crossroads; ours the choice to seek new goals.

Walk we onward now together, journey in our cherished earth.

Mark Mosher DeWolfe