I Love The Feeling Of Flying

I love that feeling of flying That moment of freedom, Twisting, Flipping, and Twirling Looking down on the mat, like a bird on the earth, It doesn’t last all that long, but nothing really does in life. At that moment suspended midair, nothing else matters I love the feeling of flying That moment of freedom that replaces the fear, for a split second, there is nothing on my mind. Then I remember that I must tighten, prepare, and land Feet hit the ground with a soft tap, eyes hitting the judges without seeing them I love the feeling of flying even if it is only for a second