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Footsteps
a poem
Footsteps lead me
into the heart of the city.
Silence reigns.
Sometimes you only take
what you need
and stride on
along the road to heaven.
The light sleeps in you
and one blue bird
is inside of your eye,
singing a song
about spring and flowers,
about distances
where I’ll never go.
© 2026 K. All rights reserved.
Originally published at http://moonpathtales.wordpress.com on November 5, 2026.








