A member of Sheffield Hallam Dojo gave an impromptu demonstration of Saifa at a Gala and was given this poem below by a member of Sheffield Women's Writers Group
Is this a dance? Is he in a trance?
Just now he joked and smiled And now he stands and teases Whilst we rack our brains To find some words which pleases!
He calls it Saifa The focus is inwards The concentration faultless Each movement surprises Precision's minute Now threatening Now sidestepping Until the smile returns With a gracious bow And he begins again Is this a dance? Is he in a trance?