3/18/12 These worn shoes warmly hug my feet In a laced black and red embrace. They step softly on the concrete To carry the load of my weight As I walk to eternity. A rubber sole can’t feel the soil Or the leaves of grass below me, “O I say now these are the soul!” My tastes, touch, and what I see Sing the body’s electricity. I want to feel the slip of sand And the sink of cold damp earth Beneath my feet- to see wetlands, Smell oceans, and hear the songbirds Sing tunes of rising to meet the sun. I’ve tasted this passion before, Found solace in pain and learning. My insatiable want for more Finds me on foot at the day’s turning. Now my home is the horizon.
