Bits and bites, a morsel of bread, or perhaps (metaphorically) this small piece of someones life changing hands and becoming a treasure of sorts, in a round-a-bout way. And in the soles, the unspoken memories of where that person tread in their search for happiness, and success, and the essentials that make life worthwhile, and, too, the lingering mysteries of why, and what, and where, and who. I enjoy the heterogeneous elements of double entendre in this . Peace and continued inspiration ... richard