…that carried me up three of the 47 Adirondack peaks near Lake Placid. Or across the multiple legs of the Appalachian Trail. Or simply along the New Rochelle sidewalks, and the paths around Five Islands Park.

…that I take for granted each morning I step out of bed, or up from the meditation cushion, or down and up the stairs from my apartment.

…that I can’t thank enough, and yet rarely due.

“summer breeze

makes me feel fine…”

this morning

another day trip

awaits

for Tanka Poets on Site: Gerry Muse #411. Prompt for 15th June 2024 Those Feet