I can honestly say I’ve bent over backwards for you.
Executed front flips and twists and somersaults in your name.
I’ve tumbled my way into and out of corners.
I’ve kicked up storms and spun my wheels.
I’ve learned to balance my heart on my sleeve while
remaining flexible to all your judgments and opinions.
The art of loving is the art of vaulting through the air
without a safety net and landing firmly on your feet.
The art of loving is the art of iron crosses and crash mats
and, when you’ve built up your strength, a seizing of the rings.
~Priscilla Uppal, from Canadian Athletes Now