the nail

you step
on a nail,
but somehow
you feel it
go through your
shoe, your
sock and just
touch
the bottom of
your foot.
the skin not
pricked or
bleeding
before stepping
fully down
into the spike.
but you're fine.
and as you take
your shoe off
to pull the nail
out, you imagine
that you might
have an insight
into the nature
of things, but
you don't, you
still are
uncertain
about blind luck,
the mercy of God,
or maybe perhaps
it just isn't
your turn, yet.