Playing the Game
Sunday, 8. February 2009, 04:25:56
Wrapped around the essence of striving... surfaces the human pause of self doubt.
We can squelch the rope tug, or we can surf the wave of unabandoned bliss.
Victory really has nothing to do with an opponent. More so it is a paddleball tournament versus ourself in which we are overly guarded against the frail elastic tether breaking forth and ending our quest.
Stay ardent and strong, compete as if it were your song.
The garland around your neck may be translucent and tacit,
But bask in the placid...
radiant beam of conquering journeying transit.
We can squelch the rope tug, or we can surf the wave of unabandoned bliss.
Victory really has nothing to do with an opponent. More so it is a paddleball tournament versus ourself in which we are overly guarded against the frail elastic tether breaking forth and ending our quest.
Stay ardent and strong, compete as if it were your song.
The garland around your neck may be translucent and tacit,
But bask in the placid...
radiant beam of conquering journeying transit.
WIDGETIZE