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Illumination - Two Lines Cannot Enclose a Space
The mind
Willow gymnast
Chalks her palms
Flexing limbs of light
She runs, springs
Vaults landing taut
Balancing on a beam of white thought
Chin high, shoulders back.
Willow gymnast
Chalks her palms
Flexing limbs of light
She runs, springs
Vaults landing taut
Balancing on a beam of white thought
Chin high, shoulders back.
Published 27th Nov 2015
| Edited 20th Feb 2016
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30th Nov 2015 11:08am
1st Jan 2020 8:45pm
nothing is more graceful to watch.
my heart is always at my throat at the dismount.
can only wonder what the mind is thinking right before the touch of the mat.
i like this piece
my heart is always at my throat at the dismount.
can only wonder what the mind is thinking right before the touch of the mat.
i like this piece
