Close your eyes
Inhale
imagine your lungs
filling with life giving air
As everything in life
is a piece of you
and you of it.
Nothing exists
but the form...
Kata.
So practiced,
so perfect
and falls together
as it's meant to be,
Naturally.
Find the power
from within
the natural flow of your movement
Find the force
of every kiai
begining in your solar plexus
So strong
Imagine every measured step
breath
and counter
as your enemies
fall at your precision.
Let the sensei
Show you how it's done,
for it is him
you will need to emulate
to be the perfect warrior...
for it is the sensei
who will teach you
how to master your life...
It is the sensei
who will teach you form,
control
discipline
respect...
Kata.
For my sensei,
My teacher,
My father,
Lou Stanishia
This takes me back (Scottish junior Kata champion!) . Actually, reading this makes me want to take up karate again. Hugs Anna xxx
Hello I've been wondering about Lou for years. I was searching around and your poem poped up, It's good by the way. Are you in contact with Lou or Dennis at all? Please contact me at 845-878-5025. We live in Stormville. Looking forard to hearing from you.(They do not owe me money) Thanks for your time PEACE! !
A sincerely penned tribute to your father and a clear and poetic insight into Chinese martial arts - from the inside out. I recognize the same single pointed awareness for which we also strive through the practice of Yoga. Many doors into the same place, eh? Wonderful poem. love, Allie xxxx
Lee, i appreciate ur skill of expression in lucid form that justify the fact inhered & well textured with simplicity.well penned
I enjoyed the skill and form of this peace coupled with respect and focus A great piece, love duncan XXX
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A good write, And as a past member of martial arts I can see the connection in every line, A well put together write, Well done lee, From the other lee...lol