Book tracks in the snow

On this classic snowy day, I walked in the snow intentionally leaving marks where there were none. There was a deep satisfaction in feeling the snow crunch underneath my boots with every step. I saw many footprint and to me they appeared as books. I imagined the patterns of the shoe as the text that one can decipher. The lost lines and worn out patterns of a shoe is a story by itself.  I wonder, who will see my boot prints ? What kind of thoughts will it stimulate? Will it be another set of shoe prints, or will they stand out and share a story?