We came in rain.
It was so lovely,
To see the procession,
The pilgrim familys' arrival.
And these heavenly showers,
Hid my tears flowing,
Freely down my face,
The blessing of being.
We came as one,
Into the sacred city.
Finding solace in unity,
Our progress not hindered,
By the rain above.
Our joy, evident plainly,
On each face passing,
Into the plaza Obradoiro.
And I felt humbled,
sinking to my knees.
Kissing the aged stones,
To give great thanks,
For the, 'Camino de Santiago'.
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