She walks barefoot on the earth,
Her feet creating roots with every step.
The ground beneath her toes,
A living thing that breathes and grows.
She feels the pulse of life below,
And knows that she is not alone.
The trees around her whisper secrets,
And the wind carries them to her ears.
She is one with nature,
A part of something greater than herself.
Her feet are like the roots of a tree,
Connecting her to the earth and all its beauty.
She walks with grace and purpose,
A woman who knows her place in the world.
And as she moves through life,
Her roots grow deeper still.