Rectangular of joy

If only You could feel my heart beating as I step again on the land we call a clay tennis court....post accident, 5 months after.

That color,
That smell,
That sensation,
That grounding,
That releasing,
That challenging,
That loving...

This rectangular I today meet again after months away from you...Like the rectangular of my yoga mat, I declare my love for you.

Tennis, you have a loyal companion to me since childhood and I have not always been loyal to you, but I promise I will try my best to make my come back into your arms, arms of joy.

As I stand in the shadow of me, I remember as much you have always helped me release tensions when I have felt darkness or stress, how much you have helped me to be playful and joyful. You consistently help me to feel that. Thank you, immensely.

Tennis, It feels so good to finally fall in your arms again...

Self study journey on a tennis court....

❤️🎾❤️