Path ahead

Storm clouds have been driven away by the wind spirits
revealing the angels that have been there all along

Gentle puffs of dust rise up from the earth with each new step I take

Coming upon a stream the fish whisper thoughts into my inner ear
“it’s time to move onward, take your bags and go forward”

A nearby gnome smiles and nods his head in agreement

So the path ahead is quite obvious to me now
taking hold of my self I walk forth towards the cloudless sky