People may wonder how anyone could pen a poem about feet. Several years ago I received an email with a poem written by Lisa Butler, an ultrarunner. I love this poem and feature it in my book, Fixing Your Feet. Lisa has captured the essence of well-used feet – feet that have supported their owner in many adventures. I encourage you to take a moment and read this poem. Many of us do not appreciate our feet for all they do. Thanks, Lisa.
Foot Fetish
by Lisa Butler
My feet are runner’s feet;
a little rough around the edges,
with black nails on the toes where I have nails at all
Lovingly decorated with bright colors.
My toes are warriors, of a sort.
They carry the entire continent of my body on adventures
and rise to challenges that could crush them.
Some days they are worn and calloused,
but they are strong and fierce adversaries for the
rocks they overtake.
My arches are the springboard of my soul.
They give me lift with every step I take
and cushion all my landings.
They are always ready
when I want to jump for joy.
My heels respond when the shepherd
of my spirit nips at them to run.
They strike again and again,
to thwart frustration,
to redeem the day.
My feet are runner’s feet;
a little rough around the edges,
but they are strong
and they are willing
and oh, I love them.
