Special Issue: Your Mission

Wet Shoes

by Dainon Jay Moody

Doing my duty with wet

shoes this day, not minding

the sound I make stepping.

So many drops of rain

I lose count, umbrellas

and an undampened spirit

lead our way. A continued

season of water and clouds

gives us wet shoes

and more contacts, for

souls are not only saved

in sunshine, though the message

comes with bright light.