I climb mountains
Camping along the way
Taking my time
Planning the play

Sometimes its hours
Maybe even weeks
Stuck in one spot
Cloud gazing from sheets

Taking these breaks
Barely even deserved
Numb in many ways
Unable to find words

Then realization hits
And its the part that kills
I've been stalling all this time
Just to walk over hills

The circle is small,
But if we
Elevate ourselves,
The circle,
Expands
Indefinitely.

They tell a story,
Just take a look,
Are you heavy on the heel,
Or
Front first, Breaking the seal?

Do
You slide,
Wearing on the side?

It all becomes an unconscious act,
The pressure points,
Like a fingerprint,
On your daily stint.

Here's a little experiment,
You may wish to try,
Or not, I know there's many fish to fry,
While walking,
Observe your pressure points,
Then move them around,
From heel, to side to toes.

Breaking a routine,
Is good for the mind,
The sole's changing patterns,
You will find.

Song - "Take a Load Off Your Feet" The beach Boys.