Poem: Steady with Anticipation

Blood pounding,
With the wind blowing,
And the target forward.
The rushing life,
Energy, and breath.
The strain in the body,
Ready to be released,
In a single moment.
Time pauses,
The universe holds,
And space stills.
The dam breaks,
And all rushes forth,
To fill the chasm,
Left before.

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