The marble heel floor
The orchestra opens with a bang, and the musical director raises his hand and the symphony began. Sunday morning crowd with anxious heart sits quietly in the hall as the orchestra plays a wonderful rendition for the wedding ceremony. Celebrities and dignitaries filled the theatre dress circle, listening to the sting hitting the strings while celebrity’s whisper unfolds on hot mic.
The orchestra sounded good and the entire guest understood that it was no ordinary feat; when the soprano starts to sing, it almost ripped off the entire roof as the voice bellow through the hallway before it landed on the heart to stay. The speeches were brief, but the music swept the guest off their feet, and they kept asking for more.
Footsteps moving down the hallway trotting on marble heel floor, it’s like horses moving on the track creating anything that is new as they walk down the hallway of the marble heel floor with courage and pride in their shoe.
It beautiful and strong and you can never tell what is going on; the distance between them was neat and heaven kept them moving on their feet. They disburse in groups and pack the room of the marble heel floor; the stage was big and wide and the guest had an unusual surprise.
There was something peculiar on the floor, and it had people moving from door to door. It was a design on the marbled heel floor that kept curious eyes looking and searching for the spot that leads to the track.
The marble heel floor has a design beneath the tile that leads you into another country through a gigantic door. It has a special spot that leads to Egypt through the back. There are layers of tiles that you cannot see and if you remove one it will lead you into the sea. The Egyptians knows about it for the pharaoh had carved it, they led special wedding guest out the back door, down a passage through the marble heel floor.
It is just one tile that you have to move, that will expose everyone that is walking without shoes. The crowd is racing to see you, and they want to meet with you before the day is through. The lay line is another kind and that too us waiting on the line, but the marble heel floor is of a special kind, its polished and glazed and it shines like a mirror into your face.
The marble heel floor is built inside the gate, don’t be late
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