Eternal God,
I went to bed last night
with a pillow, not a stone,
and I had no dream of angels
going up or down a plain ladder
or an elegant staircase,
but here I am in one more morning.
I pray that this day will take me
one rung, one stairstep, one morning closer to you.
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