Looking in the Mirror

Spiritual Revelations for those seeking Humanity in Humans ~~CordieB.

Archive for September 9, 2008

Barefoot In Faith

Twisted Feet ~By CordieB.  Yeah, those are my twisted toes.

Twisted Feet ~By CordieB. Yeah, those are my twisted toes! lol

Seems Like. . .

Every time I felt comfortable enough
to walk in the green grass; barefoot, carefree, like a child
along came a snake who felt compelled to bite my feet

Seems like. . .

Every time I gained comfort enough to walk
around the house with my shoes off, twiggling toes
in carpet along came a spider; bent on biting my toes

And so . . .

I began to ensure that
no matter where or with whom I travelled
I always wore very good, element proof, protective shoes . . .
I never took my shoes off; I wore them every hour . . .

But, then one day, I realized how much
I really missed
the cool grass under my feet;
the rough blades of grass between my toes . . .
The comfty feeling of walking
barefoot on soft carpet . . .
the coolness of the hard wood floors . . .

I missed it so much that . . .
I begin to walk barefoot again;
Yet, I kept a keen eye out for snakes and spiders.
I begin to learn how to spot them a mile away.

Wearing those tight, uncomfortable
shoes has taught me
I’d rather be bitten than to ever completely
give up on walking barefoot ever . . . again

And . . .it’s funny that, the more I practice Faith . . .
Wisdom . . .
Courage . . .
And the knowing that the bite always heals . . .
the less I am bitten.

~Written by Cordieb

This poem was written in response to One Single Impression’s Prompt, "Defenses Down " contributed by  Raven’s Wing Poetry
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P.S.  Please do not get this twisted; this poem is about love, feeling and the emotional barriers we put up from fear of being hurt by family, friends and love ones.  This post is not about wearing protection during intercourse.   Always wrap it up!