Basketball As Art Poem by wabi sabi

At the second step
the next how I am going to jump

I had a dream of flying to make a goal
hadn't decided when to release the ball I was holding
the haziness around me was as high as I was
so that I decided to release it by snapping my hand when I started to fall

the ball trails the arch that I was imagining
the most thrilling moment of my life
the sound of splash water

can't stop playing this art, ever