eternal springtime
wing chun
I’ve studied your forms
your ideals and mystique,
your weapon and sets
your trips and traps,
the economy of movement
and the conservation of energy,
the eternal springtime
from front to back.
I’m no more a warrior
than I was when I started,
instead I found a beauty
beyond any comparison,
I’ve travelled inside myself
beyond violence, beyond its need,
felt the flow of my energy
felt the caress of chi.
So, of what use to me is ego
now I realise I have nothing to prove,
what skills I have you can’t use
lest suffering is made or ensues,
me, I sit in a quiet contemplation
and shy away from bravado and noise,
if you walk the path of belligerence
soon enough belligerence wont give you a choice.
(2014)
