Every path disappears from view sooner or later. We cannot see every bend, nor every destination. We simply walk the stretch that has been given to us.

Sometimes the way seems enclosed by shadow. Yet there are moments when the light catches the flowers beside the path, reminding us that beauty accompanies the journey as much as the destination.

Pilgrimage is rarely about knowing exactly where the road will lead. It is about trusting that each faithful step is enough for today.