Tension on fingers, drawn to face,
Eyes ahead, judging time and space.
A life in the balance, measured and weighed,
A breath no longer, will be taken this day.
Smooth release, as fingers relax,
Shaft accelerates, flash in time, looking back.
Heart of antiquity, a soul of eternal light,
Air through feathers, guided by ancestral sight.
One single shot, in this senseless time,
Remembered connections, awaken and we find.
That which once was, will always be,
The flight of an arrow, released and free.