Coming here, with tired, weary, aching feet,
is a reunion of spirit, when I see such comfort.
How can I possibly pay for suffering today,
In these lush green and quiet gardens ?
For sure, the many who travelled thusfar,
Will be at peace, now we have come.
Their efforts remembered in cloisters of silence.
To be part of this family, in who`s care,
We become as one, I pray with thanks.
Charity is forever shared when we recieve love.
The provisions laid down for others to follow,
Such kindly bretheren, of ´Santiagos way`.
Zafra has given much, to which we behold.
May their thoughtfulness, be our reminder now,
As we return honour, as a grateful pilgrim...
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