Travelling with a pair of shoes –
A pristine white canvas;
And lone journey on rugged path.
Just when someone mentioned her –
‘A fragile being for delicate life,’
She kept me gripped to adventure
And led me home clean feet;
Not one but many
Imprints on her surface
Of the victorious…
A stubborn self?
Or our complete trust?
Whose was it anyway,
When a pristine white canvas
Enamoured me to consider
Travelling with a pair of shoes?
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