My Letter to Your Toes
Dear toes,
Blessed pillars, be guardians
Hold steady;
Love my beloved,
Make every shoe’s embrace a silent grace
in well being’s natural obeisance
to your owner,
Then carry it along on the unseen ship
to ride the magic cloud, the gleaming mist
Taste the path first in sleep and find it sweet
Weave the day the night before inlaying the entire feet
in gold frames of the unchangeable rising fortune
renewed future hallowed steps make opportune
Dear toes,
Blessed pillars, be guardians
Hold steady;
Love my beloved.
Natasha Ashwe (c) 2010
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