PILGRIMS

We are but pilgrims
in this horizon we call our home.
We exist, we live, we bid goodbye
in the appointed time we never got no hold.

From day to day
We struggle, we strive to win the race
paddling over the widest ocean
in our vessel tossed and battered by the waves.

Somewhere beyond
our eternal home awaits.
We are but pilgrims in this world,
Stewards of God's creations.