Flying,

an impossible dream

becomes a reality.

 

Gripping

the taped masterpiece,

I stare to the sky.

 

Taking a deep breath,

I count down in my head.

 

Three,

Two,

One!

 

Raising the pole, I lift my fears.

Sprinting down the runway, I run towards a challenge.

Gradually lowering the pole towards the box, I lower my anxiety.

 

Planting and pushing the pole, I push away my negative energy.

As I swing and pull inverted, I feel weightless, as if nothing could stop me.

Turning over the bar, I am flying.

 

Falling on the soft pit, but landing on my happiness.

Pole vault is my happiness.