Stepping stones to You

Today my clouds are thin,
and graceful;
a delicate tracery of white
against a field of blue;
in perfect balance,
instead of overwhelming me
with feelings of remorse and shame
the way they sometimes
used to do
when pride, or joy
arose from deep within;
small volcanoes of pleasure
erupting and subsiding,
leaving behind islands of love
like stepping stones
to You.


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