Pilgrimage of the Relics

Carpe Diem #1752 Pilgrimage of the Relics, Maastricht (The Netherlands)


Growing up in a Protestant faith, relics were not something I encountered.  In my 70th year while visiting Europe for the first time I finally saw them.  I still did not quite see how bones or a cup could have an influence on a person's faith.  As I read today's challenge post I began remembering the effect of standing by the dining tent used by George Washington during the Revolutionary War.  The. Actual.  Tent.  I was moved to tears.  And there it was, enlightenment, understanding.

dem bones
saintly remains
call to faithful

© petra domina


Relics in Stift Melk Abbey, Austria.  In the heaven on earth room.  April, 2016

Comments

  1. Ornery Owl of Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost September 25, 2019 at 8:38 PM

    I love this poem! A great deal of feeling is embodied in a very few words.

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    1. JaniceSeptember 25, 2019 at 9:22 PM

      Thank you. I am drawn to attempting to be as short as possible. Just to see if I can do it.

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  2. Kim M. RussellSeptember 26, 2019 at 2:22 AM

    Your comment yesterday rings true, Janice - I also focused on bones for this prompt!

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    1. JaniceSeptember 27, 2019 at 1:56 PM

      Dem Bones was absolutely the very first thing that popped into my mind. Then I had to look up the lyrics and listen to the song I have heard for as long as I remember.

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