barefoot on the rocks....

she walked down the pathway..
thinking of being hurt ...
a wound unhealed...
a retort didn't help... neither did love..
faith didn't fail.. hope was with her...
a beautiful life...withered
beauty came in with bitterness...
unseen love was touched...
and beauty felt a hint of a chum..
happiness came in as a boon,
the touched heart bloomed again..
she lived with the clouds...
rain, dancing with her feet...
she lived in her own world,
she saw her barefoot again...
the rocks seemed sharper now..
hazy roads, uncovered paths...
she thought of the beauty n happiness...
a realization ....the last point of thinking...
her feet had to be covered...
rocks will never fall... nor can she break em..