I see a single boot. It is made of lion’s hide and goes up to the knee. It is for a woman.
The heel is steel. And, the toe almost has a mouth teeth.
I see it lap water at the riverside. It leaps the river and boards a train on the other side.
Full steam ahead.
Into the mountains. The sun has a fixed position. And, there are other boots just like this one. Different sizes, but they all look like the lion.
They march around the fire in step.
I see the Presence of God all around like a force field. Heavy. Thick. Weighty.
Each boot is waiting for its mate. Unity. Power. Purpose.
Marching orders.
I see a heavy lady with black hair singing the national anthem. She has on a 50’s dress – blue. White socks and black shoes.