The Soft Tread of Footsteps

Charmed Chaos

“And I rose

In rainy autumn

And walked abroad in a shower of all my days…” 

― Dylan Thomas, Collected Poems

Tread lightly upon worn timbered stairs 
Leading to autumn’s cool embrace 
With lumbering care, slip 
Into welcoming arms
Of swaying russet leaves 
Whispering in an elusive breeze

Feel divine grace of this sacred place
Be alive with startling beauty
Here in nature, relief
Escaping plaguing thoughts 
Each step of faith we take
Brings us closer to God’s loving peace

The Sunday Muse #132

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