I've fallen so much times. Was like a wave, breaking only to return. I made my body a seal to close the fear of thunder in the dark. Don't dread, feet are light breeze but thighs are somber clouds. Every movement is a breath that moves the storm. The twist of the hip is the earth that turns. Flick of the shoulder is a river. Every punch is anger, every blow is love. Every blow is anger, every punch is love. Muscles are verb, voice is avalanche. I vibrate with a strength that's not mine. Like a leaf in the wind, I'm an instrument of a will that intercedes mine. And like a seed in a ripe fruit, I dream of dreaming.