the room was full of noise as we bowed
to begin our match
a softness surrounded me
like liquid my body burned
nerves ready to move lightning fast
..yet relaxed was i
.
he moved as in slow motion hands reached to strike
easily delfected
i attack
one with my movement
soul flowing through muscles
find the target
.
the room opened
we were in a vast space
my hands push through the air
so easily finding his weakness
..another strike
followed by my breath
without a thought
i spin
my foot penetrating
feeling his body fold
i withdraw the attack...
.
..the fight lasts minutes
seems ..like one second
try to count..
can you?
how many times i hit you
;;try to move away
how many tiems did i reach you
.
relaxed i finished the match
my eyes focused once more
on those around me
.
::we bow
as he holds his side
pain in his eyes
bewilderment walks with him
:;i reach to shake his hand
he trembles from weakness
.
as you become one with your soul
you become one with all
your kick like lightning
your breath..like thunder
yet relaxed, calm your mind
the eye of the hurricane..
the end
|
KEB