It took us a while but all that stumbling and falling let us know we weren’t trippin’. Settled, in a line we doubled every footprint with the next, ensuring a gently trodden pathway. With each step the earth compacted and compressed beneath our feets. Finally grounded, we stopped…finally. Rooted, we set our gaze upwards to find the lines we made with our feet mirrored in the sky, scratched. In this stillness we found what we were seeking.
