Calf and tendon and shin
What used to be remembers
The road left behind
With an ease born and
Taken for granted
Muscle and sinew and bone
What cannot be learns
The path is the same
Only how I travel from
Here to there has changed
Plastic and wires and metal
What will be anticipates
the trail untraveled
the way ahead
I’ve yet to roam
Two wood beams
What is now knows
the first step is
the shortest I’ll have to take
the furthest I’ll have to go
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My muse takes the view of a person in physiotherapy, looking up at the balance beam, embarking on the very first step using artificial legs, learning to walk again.
Today at Real Toads Kerry is encouraging us to pay a visit to to a Word Family. Using family synonyms or antonyms for that which is walked upon, parts of the appendages used to walk and the distance walking.
Raivenne-lations 
I think this is very observant… those first steps with the help of tools…My mother and mother and law have to walk with a frame… and I guess that comes with age as well…
What an amazing metaphor for life the recovery of a person undergoing physiotherapy is! I really love the way your poem progressed and took us through each step.
This is exceptionally well done!
Steps…I love your ending and the description of a first step. Wonderful insight