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WAVES OF WANDERING FEET

WAVES OF WANDERING FEET

Riding in the back of a truck

where gypsy music

soothes in the background

Wind blows strings of hair

across my face

covering my sight

and so I close my eyes

as I feel the breeze

smell the scents of grassy roots

hear the Sea,

waves crashing

Carried by blistered feet

due to

two days

of barefoot walks across the land

town,

garden,

lava,

pavement,

tile

and wooden floors

I wait for the strengthened callouses to form

 

The soles of my feet have wandered

streets

homes of magical

Spirits

 

We arrive to the sweet wooden

Medicine cabin

where air flows smoothly

through our lungs

At night, the lights around the bed

light our dreamy state

oh and when we wake,

it is to the morning rays

shining through the leaves

of the fruity trees

or to the raining sky

pouring love onto the land!

 

Author: Dani Grageda
Email: grageda.daniela@gmail.com
Author Bio: Words flow through me to be written.
May these words transport you to Space
May these words shift you in some way
Follow along on a journey of Remembrance!
Link to social media or website: Instagram: @dani.grageda

 

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