The tread of my shoes show not where I’ve trod,
only the pattern of my gait.
It speaks not of where I’ve traveled,
but that there have been miles to my journey.
The tread of my shoes exposes the vulnerability of my step,
and the pounding of gravity with each strike of my foot.
It tells not the tale of my heart, the pain and the love collected,
but there has been wear and tear on the foundation of my sole.