we trotted along the trial
alone and in silence
the wet grass
woodpeckers
moles
and
oaks
moved together with grace
a trail made by dear cut a path
we fell into single file
he suggested we take our shoes offSO WE SAVE THE ARCHES OF OUR FEET i bleeped
no
he barked so we save the grass upon which we
walk.................i lightened my step
his insight stripped the soles from beneath my feet
i prance barefoot nownow now now now now now now now now now now now now