making the man

stand confidently in the shoes you choose

but know

they don’t make the man

the soul they carry is what you

never lose

no matter the wear and tear of those shoes


following your Heart

some times, many times, you

take that leap of faith

your feet get tangled up

and you fall flat on your face


Faith sometimes bruised

Heart often broken

your Spirit now full of fear

afraid to jump again


but your Will is strong

and will dust you clean

and maybe the next leap

soars you to sights yet seen


so, lay in the dirt a minute

feel sorrow for those tangled feet

then keep on moving

following wherever that Heart beats