The Race.

The watching oval. The anticipation of dynamic motion in the stillness.

Kneeling and head bowed to the monarch of Glory.
Heads up!
Eyes wide upon victory.
The intake of air focused and measured.

Take the form of the speeding cat.

An eagerness ready to explode upon the start.

The explosion.

Every divine fibre is released in a heart beat.

The battle to victory is relentless.
The mortal coil is sprung into speed.

The watching oval erupts in joy!
The stillness a distant past.

The faltering slip and a victim falls.
No time for mercy.
The race has begun.