Tuesday, February 18, 2014

some wings are made of carbon steel

There she is, in the center
A beautiful blur against the dark
Eyes glowing, hair flowing
Accidently, unknowingly, the star of tonight
Physically, she blends in with the crowd
But her intensity stands out
Her vibrant life is spilling out of her
Shining for anyone to see
And yet, she is still unaware
Captivating all those around her

She cuts around people
Weaving in and out of the smallest spaces
Yet never touching anyone, never interfering
She seems completely unconcerned with what the world thinks of her
She somehow hung onto that carefree attitude we once had as children
And there's something oddly compelling about it

And as she glides and weaves and cuts and turns
You feel as if you're seeing her
In her truest form, her natural habitat
You begin to understand that it's actually subtly brave
To give a glimpse of her most real self in front of all these strangers

She's strong
She's beautiful
She's alive
She's free

And even though you're just on the outside looking in
She makes you feel all these things too
And suddenly it's obvious
As you see her incredible joy out there
That she skates
Not just because she feels powerful on the ice

But because it's the closest she can get
To flying

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