Monday, October 13, 2025

Eye to eye, breathe*

 



Eye to eye, breathe*

 

Eye on the target, one must breathe

In and out is the rhythm, until one is at ease

A slight pull back on the sling with the bow

Becoming one with the target both do know

A slight release from the pull, the arrow leaves

As now to narrow it down, the bulls eye to receive

 

Dom*Colucci 2012

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