Thoughts that require no mind

Light that requires no ray

Flower that requires no pedal

Wind that requires no air

Queen who requires no king

Stairs that require no steps

Roof that requires no thatch

Rain that requires no water

Queen who requires no king

River that requires no bed

Dreams that requires no sleep

Soil that requires no planet

Queen who requires no king

Path that requires no trail

Moutnain that requires no valley

Fire that requires no flame

Queen who requires no king

My soul hangs on the soles of my shoes.

I reflect on all that I have done and not done.
My reflection, I stand on my soles.
My soul hangs on the soles of my shoes.
On shoes, I picked, buckled, and laced, maybe not.
My reflection, woven through yours, maybe not.
A pedestal or a pylon, either, if flipped around.
You can judge how much pedestal or pylon, hopefully, some of both
I have a judge, but I deny you not.
My reflection has judgment fractures, too.
Your reflection is not mine;
well, maybe I did block your light, sorry.
Maybe I gave you light, that feels good.
I reflect on all that I have done and not done.
But not too much, just enough to know,
My reflection stands on my soles.
My soul towers into the stars.
Maybe not.
My soul stretches into infinity below my soles
Maybe not.
I reflect on all that I have done and not done.
~jennwren