KaosStar67610

How to explain, for one who doesn't know Who hasn't experienced the way, The life of a traceur, the path of silence We move where others dare not go Across rooftops and through dark alleys Being fluid as water, always preserving the flow Leaping, Climbing, Vaulting All tools of the art used to craft the masterpiece That one run, where everything fits Each landing precise, every gap cleared This is the goal of traceurs everywhere To move swiftly and with purpose No tricks, no flash, that is not the way Glory is not to be found Money is not to be made However, one can find peace of mind For every obstacle becomes conquerable