Shoes

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

4 thoughts on “Shoes

  1. 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! 🙂

    1. 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!

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