Leafless Trees

Sunset with leafless trees,
Many fingers steepled
Praying to the sky,
A kind of lonely pilgrim
Silhouetted upon the road,
Hatted and with staff in hand,
Full of hostel hope
Before nightfall,
A glow of welcome
And a friendly hand,
Breaking bread
With the brethren,
Then sleep,
Thinking not of another day .

JL Nov 29 14:42