The sandals we wear

We are but the sandals we wear
Each step seared by an enduring sun
A whisper of dune
A grain of colour embracing deeper hues
Reveal a myriad of shades, layers of fiery trails
An ardent beat for humankind
Step by step, a means and not an end

We are but the sandals we wear
Each fingertip a balanced swing
An energy, a rhythm
Mirrors for each stride, echoes for each tune
Evolve a sculpture - a connecting visual treat
Lighter than life, heavier in life
Hand in hand, replace the missing beats

We are but the sandals we wear
Each thought, each word a seed in our heart
A temple of being
A welcome relief, a reflective beat
Paint from our hearts, the words our brushes
They dance on the canvas of thought
Thought after thought, they act, they speak

We are but the sandals we wear
Each beat an etching, a carving, a notch impressed
A heart-filled jingle
Resounding in a space, a double circle, a world
Nurtured -a soundscape real
Beyond the sunbird that always sings
Heart to heart, listen to the beats

We are but the sandals we wear
Each look that speaks of ocean depths
Receptive eyes
That see when closed, that tear when touched
By salty wounds – sweet is the river
That feeds into the sea
Sight is sight, restore and heal

We are but the sandals we wear
Each soul a comfort within
Silently onwards to calm the air
Cast a straight path or a crooked line
There’s a destination to be reached
But a path not to be ignored
Soul and soul, a thousand beats and so much more