When clouds bubble up
from behind the roof tops,
I wonder if somewhere
there is a thunderstorm or
if they are just sitting
quietly gathering strength.
From the distance land to sky
I can only wonder.
When I work the muscles of my body,
I feel the soft strength that is me.
Guy wires that move my frame
as though I were a puppet and
I, the puppeteer. I can only wonder
what will allow me to gather strength.
“It feels good pulling on these muscles,
it feels better than worrying about who is watching.”
Alain Bremond-Torrent, author
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