In times of trouble
Exquisite, individually hand-made miniature pottery boots,
presented in a minature shoebox or on a laminated bookmark
Includes Climbing boots poem and The shoemaker story.
Sometimes the path will turn a bend,
To face a stony wall. You see no way around it.
You climb, but then you fall.
Look up, my friend, and over, These boots will help you on.
Just turn your face to heaven, A new path has begun.
In the land of Undergrowby, where earth and heaven meet
A shoemaker displays a sign “Come in don`t scrape your feet”
For I will scrape your muddy boots to make a ball of clay
With which I”ll make a pair of boots to celebrate this day
A tiny pair of boots to bind two hearts, twin soles for ever.
A memory of a path you shared, a time you spent together.
Or they may be from one alone, sweet solitude is rare.
And yields earth`s closest secrets, some paths are not to share.
For those who tread this way, are drawn by forces unseen.
Along a path prepared by Mother Earth, as in a dream.
And souls who walk together here, where earth and heaven meet.
May catch a glimpse of heaven, In the earth beneath their feet.
These boots, once fired and turned to stone.
A memory of the whole, walk you gently inward.
On the pathway of the soul.
Exclusive Undergrowby originals by Carol Gray.