Poetry
Desolate deserts and feet are bare
Run, o fragile feet, towards the mirages
Rocky paths, and feet are bare
Walk on the thorns, towards the destinations
Green meadows and feet are bare
Step on velvet lawns, towards the lushness
Icy paths and feet are bare
Crawl on the frozen, towards the frozen valleys
Rain-drenched trails and feet are bare
Wander-soaked, towards the intoxication
The winds strong, swept away everything
Mirages, destinations, colors, lushness
Bare feet gained realization
Of mirages, of destinations, and of colors
So then, keep running, keep walking
Keep stamping hearts, barefoot!
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