Stepping Poems - Poems about Stepping

STEPPING STONES

May we be blessed wherever we travel in life
through states, countries and time zones…
to be able to turn any predicaments we face along the way
from predicaments…into stepping stones.

Stepping Stones Standing

step stones across stream
look easy to pick and tread
some were raised upright
wanting to be idolised ~
as landfall stands for the soul

Stones for Skipping, Stepping, Sliding

I stood on edge of stream
crystal clear and cobbled,
with stones jagged and rough,
smooth flat and rounded.
How could this rumbled jumble
or rocks and gravel have got there?
Which stone was tossed and thrown?
Which was skipped there by tiny hands
trying for eight skips or more?
Which was placed strategically in
a row of stepping stones for dry-feet
to cross the stream

Stepping Ahead After Divorce

Divorcing self from awful negatives
I step ahead, bouncing through God’s power
Gladly inspired with cheerful directives
To share love's bliss and peace of grace-shower.

Triumphing against selfishness-trial
Freeing from “me-I-mine” so prison-bound
To reach-out for others, sans betrayal 
My heart sows goodness seeds on kindness-ground.

Persisting against vain personal gain
I join with fellows midst blest partnership
Prevailing against separation-pain
Creating new vibrant relationship.

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Stepping Stones to Success

“The best way to treat obstacles is to use them as stepping stones.”          Enid Blyton
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Stepping Stone

It was a stepping-stone,
ten and half years, but a stepping-stone
A woodstove burning on the hill
Distant mountains seen through bare trees
A place of laughter and many tears
Accidents, achievements, love and loss
Flowers and wildlife so wild, but tame
Quietness that settled the soul
Bird songs that brought a yearning to dance
Sunrises and sunsets seen through the windows
A timeframe in

Stepping Stones

Birth and death are like stepping stones
on our path to eternal life.
Beyond physical skin and bones,
birth and death are like stepping stones.
From our cradles to our tombstones;
life leads us to the afterlife.
Birth and death are like stepping stones
on our path to eternal life.

Stepping through the dark forest in the season of the white moon rising in the sky

Stepping through the dark forest in the season of the white moon rising in the sky,
I feel unseen gazes gathering like shadows in the endless night,
Cold shivers run down my countless spines, and I wonder if I might be losing my mind,
When suddenly I trip over a stone, falling face-first into the damp, cold earth.
The

Stepping in It

When growing up, I had a dog 
And when he had to go,
He did his business in the street;
A leash tug let him know.

We didn’t have a pooper-scoop,
But we’d prevent a squat
On sidewalks where pedestrians
Might cross that very spot.

Yet nowadays, the owners let
Their dogs go where they please
And even if they clean it up,
It doesn’t

Steppin' Off

Steppin’ Off 
My Platform 


I
Will 
Miss you,
It’s only so long
And not a swan song
I have projects awaiting 
They need some attention
An untenable encumbrance
Far too many to mention 
So I’ll be takin’ time out
Or bound to get worse
September First
Steppin’ off

STEPPING BACK

Sometimes, it is necessary
When under attack.
Whether or not mandatory,
Take a break - step back.

Often, we become sucked in
Within activity.
Resting is somewhat tucked in...
Leads to calamity.

Time and effort get away...
Start taking their toll.
Take a step back - in this way,
You will regain control.

Otherwise, it will be forced
Upon you - feeling tired.
Designation of exhaust...
Refreshing is desired.

Not much

Stepping back

Taking a break to find my passion in life

Stepping Out

It’s easy sticking to routines,
Though some might find it boring,
Yet out beyond your comfort zone
Are risks not worth ignoring.

Away from home, your bed and bath,
Especially untested,
Might make you worry that you won’t,
When morning comes, feel rested.

And all the unfamiliar foods,
So different and appealing,
May be too tempting to resist
And leave your stomach reeling.

And even if you

stepping stones

along waters edge 
stones gather as stepping stones  
assorted colors

We are fleeting apparitions, stepping between the threads of reality and the shadow

We are fleeting apparitions, stepping between the threads of reality and the shadow,
Children of a twilight that never ceases, neither white nor black, but both.
Phantoms with hearts haunted by a song both dead and alive,
We are the echoes of a world that only awakens within us, oscillating ceaselessly between to be or not to be.
We,

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