The Artist

The artist stands serenely at attention,
His mind is clear and focused.
He is ready to show his craft.

He lunges forward in a cat-like movement,
Smoothly delivering a chop, a block, and a swing.
He pauses, suspended in motion,
Then leaps into action again.

He easily executes an intricate pattern,
His arms sweeping in a symmetrical arc,
His foot poised for a powerful kick.
A strange sort of poetic flow.

Quickly, he spins and blocks with precision,
Wheeling away from his invisible foe.
Reacting with force and also grace,
He pulls into a harmonious close,
Perfected from years of discipline and dedication.