The Art of Steppingstone

The Art of Stepping Stones
The Art of Stepping Stones

The Art of Steppingstone


Go among the trees

the world will find its stillness

on each steppingstone

when ripples on water stop

for a second find nothing.


Sometimes stone is slick

slippery with green algae

proceed with caution

within a step one could fall

far into an icy depth.


Steppingstone pathway

answered prayer for direction

through a thick bleak dark

a black negotiation

‘toward the end of the all’ Sabbath.


Days resurrection

opens up the dirt’s Sabbath

there is some and none

all here among these dried leaves

many types of detriment.


Steppingstone Sabbath

rising up through quick water

only way forward

through sweat and tears of hard life

the return is profound joy.


Only way to light

rest, work, hope and take next step

cross lonely river

reflected light is bread crumbs

must hold on to every smile.



Each steppingstone vein

like vein of a light filled leaf

reflective water

heaven’s illumination

reason running into woods.


Navigate these stones

last step will lead into light

simple act stepping

beyond the trials of river

away from here into there.


Move through moving tune

as you hum with every step

meaningful music

gift given to manage pain

created from feeling too much.


Here is ruin’s place

slightly to the left of stone

collection of rot

month old leaves caught in water

to mulch within each eddy.



Frost falling on grass

could never be called a curse

all reflective light

including light in ourselves

fragments of hope near each stone.


Dragonfly flutter

companions to cross river

carried on light talk

as it hovered near my face

I will miss the company.


Hymnal of splashed stone

where infinity will step

here good will remain

small good things like sprout from seed

boot placement on steppingstone.


Understand ones want

to crave complication of rhyme

make the final step

cross river never return

head upwards toward cliff face.


A Sabbath of home

place to be invisible

lost near steppingstone

to sing along song to song

place one finds themselves alone.


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My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

4 thoughts on “The Art of Steppingstone

  • March 27, 2023 at 2:45 PM

    The steppingstones of life is what I see in this poem. We do our best to take each step carefully and continue by following our heart and intuition. Very well penned. I love it!

  • March 29, 2023 at 12:02 PM

    Man this is good stuff Jamie. Another poem that really gives me a serene feeling while I’m reading it. Nice work.

  • April 2, 2023 at 7:23 PM

    Gives you goosebumps as you walk along those stones. So much wonder in the simple things, that gets missed most of the time.


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