the journey from white to black through coloured cotton returning to white
feet, hips, arms, eyes, mind so much to be considered in every technique
the paradox that lies in TRYING to stay relaxed slow is smooth is fast
that eternal reach for perfection that always remains elusive
I've been studying shotokan karate for two and a half years give or take a bit. I've tried to use haiku to express what it is to me, but to be honest what's here doesn't even come close