How wonderful it is to be out of shoes

How wonderful it is
to be out of shoes.
The tops of my feet –
the wind as it blows
along the beach.
The soles of my feet –
firm,
compact sand,
crumbling,
soft sand
and all the other sands
in between.
The wash of the waves
along the shore –
gentle currents
in the shallows
pull me
back into the sea…

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