I Didn’t Cry On the Trail Until This:

I did not cry in the rain
I did not cry in the rain or cold, nor during my first dark night in the tent when I knew no one.
The tears came one week into my trek, and it wasn’t even on the trail.
A barefoot man puts his hand on my head
He’s wearing a long white robe with a rope wrapped around the waist. A purple cloth covers the front, with a white shepherd’s staff embroidered in the center. ...

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