Tag: feet

Plumes of poignant airs
Billowing up from calloused soles
Hiding the unknown
Tucked sadly underneath

Glass crushed by bare feet
Patterns still worth mending
Sometimes the only need
A little understanding

But don’t lock it in a bottle
To set out in murky water
Only to be intercepted
By those who are not indebted

Follow the signs but not the grain
Exhausted by the paddling
The destination still the same
No matter what we tame