On the threshold
Sloughing off
the skin of the past
Feet moving
Larynx quivering
On the fast track
to absolution
Distant water
Gushing streams
Pumice in hand
Cleansing
the way forward
A stacked deck
Wallowing
Crawling across
the mire of pity
Raising the stakes
Flowing
within the harmony of self
Brokering
Grappling
with the nexus
In the pride and ego of nought
A new bloom appears
Castigating the past
Emerging into the present
Synchronising the future
A moment of gratitude
in the graciousness
of being
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