In silence she finds her rhythm.
Then like a steady engine picks up speed.
The crowd roars and angels sing as she approaches her mark,
Then with an explosion of energy she hops high in the air, and floats down again
to take a smooth bounding leap.
And then with every spark of passion she has,
Throws hersef into the air and hovers in flight,
And lands in the dead silence to find she has triumphed.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.