Satisfaction
silent but for my breath and the sound of my heart beatingI stand still, silent but for my breath and the sound of my heart beating, the warmth of the sun on my face as I look straight ahead. I look down and place my feet in the exact position I need them and then, standing straight, look sideways over my left shoulder. All is well. My right hand drops to my side I draw an arrow from its quiver by my right hip and fit it to the string of the recurve bow. With an imperceptible cl...
