Sunshine
Sits poised
At your poisoned toes,
Clippers in hand ,
Cautiously cutting…
My brother
your only son ,
brings you shoes made of rubber,
soft and round and molding
themselves perfectly
to your feet …
Your feet .
Heavy feet .
Swollen feet .
Lotus feet :
From your soles
to my crown
your wisdom, your history,
your story is carried…
Your feet that have always
carried me everywhere:
In Autumn ,
We walked through
unturned fields:
In Winter
we slid across
the snow ;
When spring came ,
you sat down ;
And in summer …
You let go …
