There’s chalk on the floor From a jump that almost worked A smile held too long Like a secret learned by the dirt Someone stretches time with a breath Someone balances doubt on a line No one asks why we’re here We’re already mid-flight Feet leave ground Eyes follow Every move is a question Answered by motion alone Between ropes and air We forget how to stand still Gravity loosens its grip Just enough to feel real Between ropes and air Nothing needs to be explained We don’t chase the moment We let it spin again There’s laughter hidden in timing In the way a fall becomes art A stumble rehearsed into beauty A miss that still hits the heart Hands clap before thinking Bodies lean into trust This isn’t about perfection It’s about showing up Hold it Let go Between ropes and air We trade fear for play Every risk turns lighter When the ground looks away If we land We bow If we fall We learn how Between ropes and air We become what we try Not heroes, not legends Just brave enough to try Between ropes and air The moment learns our name And before it disappears We jump again
