I practice
Pai Lum Kung-Fu,
which at 63
may seem absurd.
Not to be
a tough guy,
those days
are over.
Just to feel
the flow.
A martial art
is like poetry:
you work
your whole life
and never
perfect it.
So what
if the lovely
seventeen-year-old
girl beside me
can stretch
like Gumby
and the lean, mean
twenty-something
kid always
finds my nose.
It is meditation
for the body.
When it works,
it is being,
not doing.
You don't do
the technique,
you are
the technique.
The joy is in
the effort,
not the result.
~mce
Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
I practice
Pai Lum Kung-Fu,
which at 63
may seem absurd.
Not to be
a tough guy,
those days
are over.
Just to feel
the flow.
A martial art
is like poetry:
you work
your whole life
and never
perfect it.
So what
if the lovely
seventeen-year-old
girl beside me
can stretch
like Gumby
and the lean, mean
twenty-something
kid always
finds my nose.
It is meditation
for the body.
When it works,
it is being,
not doing.
You don't do
the technique,
you are
the technique.
The joy is in
the effort,
not the result.
~mce
