My Masterpiece

I stood steady, waiting. My hands tightly gripping the round wood.

I took a deep breath and began.

I stepped back, twisting my hips,

flicking my wrists, fast and forcefully.

I could hear the wood slice through the cool air.

All my movements were fast, fierce, and flowed together seamlessly.

I could feel my power through the wood as I cut through the air,

my body twisting and turning.

It all fueled my energy.

After a final turn it came to a sudden stop,

And I ended with a bow.