I've been meaning to find the words of appreciation for them for so long and looking at them now as they wiggle in response, here I may go...

I see them every rising,
in my practice, we check in
and say hello, loyal servants
I say where I want to go
and so there they take me
by my will they are
and understanding as everything
else tick on, I overstand them
do my best not to over demand
them.

Today, they are a dirty brown ~ grey
worn tough, cut from the brush
and I believe we both like it that way
Here we are, been with me
together every second every day

I am simply in adoration of them,
as they of me,
otherwise how on earth would we
have gotten this far?

They speak to me when things are wrong,
through nerve held tension
and move me to the beat of mostly
any good song.
They know excitement before I consciously do,
they wiggle and jump it's a little childish and quite cute.

They take me up mountains, all way step by step,
value patience despite the aching sweat
they're obviously not claustrophobic but they love it most to be bare immersed in water
weightless without a care.
They love to be bare on grass
feeling earth, electromagnificence.

Open to the bite of a snake
or sting of a bee
They love to caress with others
sensually
I guess open to just living
presently

I love my feet,
mind and adore yours too!
They go, they come, they absorb,
they hold, so much truth
I'm so glad you're mine
without there is so much
I could not do.
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

© dyliberate528