heat flow

( all credit for the carving above goes to original artist. these words are dedicated to the human being who carved this and placed this )

my feet rising and falling

my eyelids blinking up and down

the river sparkling and reflective

as if the sky above was liquid flowing over ground

it feels like i’m walking barefoot careful on the shore 

trying to pick up the hidden pieces of all our broken glass

buried in the beautiful sands of all our lives gone past

broken promises, broken reasons

how long until love and forgiveness

grinds them down into smooth tiny pieces 

like the sand of this river’s beautiful beaches

so your trail walks peacefully

all footprints let go by the sand