Ode to my feet

ode to my feet

you are by far my favourite part of me

on tar on stone on sand in water

you have burnt blistered bled and bounced

you have carried me through cities forests and grasslands

over coastlines deserts and mountains

shoes have tried to contain you

but your wild spirit keeps kicking them off

you feel the harshness and the smoothness of the land

you set in motion my muscular exploration of space

through you i feel the lightning of life

you are the first to touch the ground every morning i climb into day

i have fallen in love with you

of all my parts you are the least fearful

you show courage - sometime even more than my heart

there are times you tiptoe and sneak silently around corners

yet you do not flinch blush or hesitate

if i prayed i would not pray with my hands

 i would pray with you

my feet

you are the direct route to my soul