POETRY
Stepping Stones
Take my hand and walk with me through a perfect panorama

Lead me, love, o’er the stepping stones to a land of untouched beauty, where rolling mists caress the ground like a lover’s gentle hands. Where Mother Nature still resides in all her lustrous glory and where we can escape the pull of time and its demands.
Lead me, love, through dew-kissed grass in fertile, fecund fields, and let us revel in the freshness of the crisp, cool air. Our fingers twined together as we wander through the marshes, then onward towards the mountain’s feet to bask in majesty there.
Walk with me o-er craggy rocks and undulating ground, where cheerful chirps from birds on high ring out a sweet refrain, where we can wander ‘round, carefree, our fears and burdens lifted, and where we can, like magic, stay untouched by winds and rain.
Lead me o’er the stepping stones, and let’s enjoy the quiet, a respite spent in solace as we venture forth together. Imagined scenes and psychic spaces will become our haven; a place for us to be ourselves on this journey through forever.
Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer. Buy me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant
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