Normally, the historic labyrinth at Chartres is covered by chairs, but this morning Lynne and Gerald arranged to have the chairs removed, and we were able to walk.

Pilgrim David Smith was inspired by his walk to write a few lines of poetry.

Chartres

Rosetted arches high above hold
Storied windows whispering in the morning sun,
That light our barefoot steps around
The smooth-stoned Labyrinth.
Now side by side, then all alone,
Through gentle curves to centre.
Blessed community – precious solitude -
Reflecting life’s rhythmic anchors!