Somersault

Sometimes I just have this impulse

to just do a somersault

 

Just walking down

a hallway at office

I just feel like doing a somersault

 

On the way from

kitchen to bedroom

I just want to put my hands

on the floor

and roll. Without any reason

Waiting for a train at a station

Dragging my feet

across the platform

I have nothing much to do

so why not a somersault
 

Just after a climb

in the climbing hall

I look at my hands, full of chalk

The blurred mat in the background

I shift focus back and forth

I sense this urge

To put my hand on the mat

push my legs up in the air

either both at the same time or

one after the other

land perfectly or fall miserably

laugh like a lunatic

no matter the outcome

 

One of these days

I might surprise myself

I may just go for it!

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