I have always thought there is nothing similar to the feeling of walking barefoot through a meadow on a summer morning when everything around is just about to wake up. The glistening dew drops, softly bending the blades of grass. Petals of the blossoms, still moist before opening and longing to be caressed by the first ray of light. The wonder to be a part of all that magic every step of the way is almost tingling – as nature’s energy flows in, resonating from toes through every cell of my body.
If there’s anything close to that experience, it is the touch of the beach. Either tiptoeing through the sun scorched sand to the edge of water or just enjoying the tickle and tease of waves. Whispering, alluring or maybe simply teaching to feel. Yes, to notice and understand, to admire, appreciate and never to destroy. Isn’t it one of the paths to find harmony – not only with people around but with nature and oneself in the first place? I am still learning that and, most probably, I always will. Without a pair of shoes, left somewhere far behind…
side by side
fresh footprints in the wet sand
-seagull’ s and mine
Ese' s Voice 
To walk barefoot has to be the best way to experience summer.. and to leave no trace as you do on the beach is the best of blessings.. I really like the connection to the sea-gull in that last line of the haiku
LikeLike
That’s my favorite time of the day and I can see myself walking barefoot on the beach and enjoying beauty of the waves ~
I like that footprints of the seagulls and yours ….this means a kindred spirit to me ~
Thanks for participating in our Haibun Monday ~
LikeLike
Have you seen the movie Wild. Wonderful movie about a woman hiking the Pacific coast trail coming to grips with her mothers death and her divorce. The healing that can come when we are alone with nature. You took me the ‘re . Bare feet are definitely best
LikeLike
I love it!
LikeLike
Walking world feeling heArt
deeply most arts misery.. Feeling
eScape past foot prints.. human beach
delight.. Farms travel on past relatives
nose.. oxytocin receptors on feet will
connect to earth for those baring feat..
Naked beach
lives home
of US..:)
LikeLike
As a lovr of the beach, how I enjoyed this poem – especially the footprints from human and seagull! Perfect!
LikeLike
How delightful. Your words are quite magical and mke me long for summer (it is still cold and wintery over here).
LikeLike
I like to walk barefoot on the sand. There is something special when feet touch ‘real’ ground. Very nice haiku at the end.
LikeLike
At the northern beaches of Western WA, we mix seagull with crow’s feet, & ours, as the tide slides over them leaving a fresh slate time after time. Barefoot in a mountain meadow, is closer to bliss for me, albeit at that early hour the mosquitoes rule.
LikeLike
Ah, to find harmony with both humans and environment would be a a wonderful gift indeed.
LikeLike
Oh! Shoes left far behind. To disappear with no footprints behind on the ocean’s sand, to feel the earth and the meadow up against our soles and souls. Wonderful!
LikeLike
Beautiful. Very tranquil.
LikeLike
I am partial to the sea and sand and seagulls, so this resonates with me so much….and love walking barefoot..anywhere, to feel the earth beneath my feet. Nice haiku.
LikeLike
Oh the haiku just nailed it!
LikeLike
I love the harmonious picture of the footprints side by side, Ese!
LikeLike
“fresh footprints in the wet sand / -seagull’ s and mine”..love this joy of freedom…
LikeLike
Quite magical!
LikeLike
There is definitely something magical about being barefoot…you describe that magic beautifully 🙂
LikeLike
I grew up going mostly barefoot in the warm weather we have here and could so relate to wandering off without your shoes. Beautifully and skillfully described…I so enjoyed.
LikeLike
Beautiful! When I was a child, my mother was forever beseeching me to put some shoes on, I lived barefoot as much as possible. These days I have lost that habit, and you have made me want to find it once again.
LikeLike
Beautiful!
LikeLike
I loved this! The shedding of shoes is such a simple way to feel the beauty of nature. The haiku was delightful. I have a photo I took of a seagull’s foot prints on the beach, which came to mind instantly.
LikeLike
I loved this! That was quite a walk. Nothing like being on your own, in your own head with nothing but the sounds from nature to work out what ails you. And the topper…that haiku. Very nice!
LikeLike
I could almost breathe the freshness and fragrance of such mornings… magical words, Ese!!
LikeLike