Summer Wind
A poem capturing a fleeting moment in the capoeira roda—movement, breath, and connection with a partner
Threads
I am fleeting like the summer wind Coming where the scene begins Falling 'cross the floor, we steal shadows in the light we feel.
In my twin a thought reflected, yet instead she sought the unexpected The moments fought just seconds past mind not my breath that's fleeting fast
In every spin a weight rescinds, is cast away from deep within
I am fleeting like the summer wind; we come from where the scene begins Falling 'cross the floor; reveal shadows in the light we steal
In every spin a weight rescinds, is cast away from deep within And voices wash me o'er to feel Like stones upon a river wheel
My twin reflects a thought in dance Yet saw ahead my best advance The moments fought just seconds past mind not my breath that's fleeting fast