I'm waiting for my moment
muscles coiled, knees bent.
Soon it will be my time
No longer biding —ready—
Muscles tensing —eager—
to explode from the floor.

They say practice makes perfect so
here I stand — perfecting my stance
waiting for some sign
of my higher power.

Waiting to be sure that this,
this time will be the one.
My best yet.
Higher, faster, farther —

Maybe this time I'll reach perfection.