feet

tonight i stand

and walk

with hands on my head

and feet in slow motion.

towards you

your

body and

blood.

i walk and i watch the floor

the feet

surround me

and i follow the set

in front of me.

'melissa, do you hear me?

yes, i am listening.

melissa, you can't see in front of her feet.  you can only see them move, bit by bit.

and this is all i want you to do.  just follow my feet.  you don't have to see where they are going, but you know they are mine.'

and i felt enveloped in safety like i have not known in months.  i cannot see in front of your feet, jesus, but i will follow them to the ends of the earth.  hold me, i feel like a child.