My feet
in heavy leather 
thick sole

meet cut grass 
Feather and weft

kiss grit and shingle 
Grist hitch and scribble

knock against rock 
clock and buckle

The heavy sole 
cuts off feeling

Wet, unexpected 
dished in prints

Heard before 
it is seen or felt

Sounds fill my soul

connect me to
the land that lets me walk it.