By Rachel Barnard
the art of movement
Under the three-dimensional art of movement,
There is a more challenging aspect
That seems to defy the mental state in its entirety.
Instead of opening your eyes
To the forces of the biological systems,
Learn how to see with your conscious.
I was built to be a figure in its most complex state
Would not be suffocating but practicing, literally; art.
The art of movement, of just about
Integrating the body into the air; the water,
Becoming a part of nature
And breaking one’s natural silence
For the language of words is fleeting.
Your last sentence is forgotten
Like the usual scenarios.
The conundrums, the concepts
Applied with the feeling of limbs
Are always remembered
And that is dance.
About The Author
Rachel Barnard’s greatest accomplishments have been eating an entire half gallon of ice cream in one sitting, winning a boot toss, and writing a novel about herself. Rachel Barnard wishes she were taller, that chocolate had no calories, and that books could be eaten after they were read. Rachel Barnard resides in the Pacific Northwest and loves to dress up, talk about writing and books, and dance. Rachel Barnard primarily writes young adult books, including Ataxia and the Ravine of Lost Dreams, At One’s Beast, and Donuts in an Empty Field (For the Love of Donuts Book 1).