Blades & Ice

The scrape of the blade
the feel of the ice
the rust of the wind
and feeling free
An uncontrollable high
that feels like you can soar above anything
It's an artistic movement of music
the feeling rushing in and out
You feel the music
and display a spectacular show
The colors and sparkles
show the emotions
not just the beauty
Not many feel it
or understand the physics and chemistry
it's an equation of the mind
that only the artist can solve
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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