The Art

 

Warm and live

it settles for a moment

before the eyes and hands

find a rhythm.

 

The body is ballet

on orbit to the sun.

 

All mouths bow down

and stop their chants

while the seams

leap frog

one after another until

a cotton cord dimension

hisses and snaps.

 

Eyes applaud

and fast break to a space

between swish and transition.

 

Groans heard

as the moment twists into the flesh.

Upraised hands give glory

and joy dances with intensity

until the ball is touched again.