FEET

My feet woke me up,
this morning...
they were moving on their own
under the covers
and through the thin veil
of each eyelid,
the sunlight,
perhaps purple
from the rise of all dreams
touched my body awake

just enough to make
my feet dance,
after all they are the ones
who dip into the water
and find the journey of where ever
I travel,
they have the vision at the
heart of each encounter,

so I let them move
as I shift from head to toe
and let them stand
above me,

from the pinky to the big toe,
spreading the webs of my
ancestors,
rising the sole with elegance
so they don´t collapse

I´ve watch each encounter
on the street,
as they meet with other feet
who either shine away
or lightly touch our vibration
as we step close to each other

so my feet rise with me
and take me everywhere
how lucky I am.
how grateful I am to have two
feet!
two grounding feet:)