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Perfect Thai Chi in the Park

Posted on Sep 27, 2016 in Poems

Perfect Thai Chi in the Park

A stranded vision
buoyant on deep green
transferring weight from blade to blade.
Effortless spirals crick my neck
following his perfecting form,
correcting angles, squaring hips
centring the trunk
he’s gone!
Now I’m lost
he’s blended
transcended
become one
shifted self
eternal, internal
alchemist,
tamed his heart
reached his God
in a park
in a city
on
a wet Tuesday.

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