Ìrẹ̀lẹ̀

(Gentle surrender)

The figure bends
but are they reaching forward
or falling back?

Their limbs curve with quiet intensity
caught in the tension between intention and instinct.

The lines hold the body
not to define it
but to leave room for interpretation.

Shadow spirals gently around
echoing the movement
or maybe anticipating it.

This is not an answer
it is a choice
left to the eyes that meet it.