One Step. Then Another.

One step.
Then another.
Hands busy.
Heart held.
Future sorted.
Justice sure.
One step.
Then another.
This.
Then that.
Holy rest.
Holy work.
Holy trust.
Holy peace.
The rains of ruin,
Eddy at my feet.
I clutch His.
Kiss them.
Dry them with unwound hair.

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