Flying with a Pole


an impossible dream

becomes a reality.



the taped masterpiece,

I stare to the sky.


Taking a deep breath,

I count down in my head.






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.


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