Training My Feet to Love the Dust

 I am training my feet to love the dust,
Kicking up little clouds as I walk,
A thousand steps, more or less,
Until my time disappears in the cloud of years,
As my body becomes dust of the Earth.

For now, I dance and wash my feet in the stream,
As each day of life is more astonishing than ever dreamed,
Bathing in every moment I have,
Drinking fully the light of the Sun,
Then a little sleep, then another day, then one with the stars.

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