meditation in motion

our feet are a long way from the head,
let them lead the way.

as in life, when rocky roads appear, so do
blisters and splinters,
and aching arches,
cramping toes

and then.......

tiptoe folly,
grounded pounding
the dance of the lyrical where only
joy prevails

shedding all that is no longer needed now.

quiet stillness, even as we move

this is our dance,
our meditation in motion.