I was taught
shoes are dignity
worth more than the beam
of my roof
the means for arriving
at the House of Prayer
but in my closet
shoes gather
gossiping like hens
they are tumble weeds
obscuring my path
the path through moss
and dewy meadows
the path into the garden
of delights
where You wait
to dance with me
beneath Heaven’s canopy
Jewniquely Myself 
Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
Much as I love going barefoot this gives me joy to post.
Glad to hear it! Thanks for commenting, blessings and love to you,Patty!
This is such an adorable write, dear Joan. How is it that i LOVE every thing you write and feel a sweet delight in my heart — oh My God – heaven’s canopy just totally STOLE my heart — Our beloved waits to dance with us there! Can there be greater delight in heaven than this? Thank you, sweet friend for bringing a smile – in my face and in my heart. Shalom! 🙂
You are most welcome, sweet friend! Your comments bring a smile to my heart, knowing you feel the rhythms of Eternity as I do, as we strain our ears to hear Divinity’s sweet music. Blessings and love to you!