Excel in the game of life
Game of keys, clean ebony notes, young prodigy, acclaim
Game of pawns, of bishops and queens, chess genius, strategy
Game of dance, lithe spins, nimble star, artful muse
There are many ways.
Shine in the game of life
Gift of words, hidden meanings, ideas, storyteller,
philosopher
Gift of numbers,
Those you own, in comfort, in luxury - the zeros, the glittering
estates, the dividends
Those you probe, play with, in ecstasy - the curves, the charts,
the rates…the vision. The vision!
Those that own you, the friends, the contracts, the fame…family, those you serve in joy,
In sweat
There are many ways.
Or else the game of life, the game of life in depth,
Gift of seeing
Gift of hearing
Gift of healing,
By touch, by knife, by poetry, by divine intuition.
Or by love.
Be in love with the game.
There are many ways.
And yes, the game of life in laughter,
Gift of humour,
Through courage, through wisdom, through hope
Stoic and fearless is this game.
There are many ways.
Oh, the game of life in beauty,
Gift of sensitivity,
By light, by color, by song, by imagination.
Moved by the magic.
One with the game.
There are many ways.
A game of life in the unrelenting,
Gift of battle,
Gift of winning,
By race, by wit, by grit, by force, by endless striving.
Driven, often revengeful, this game of life.
There are many ways.
The game of life that longs to live,
Gift of quiet endurance,
By health, by joy, by resilience, by curiosity
Endless learning and discovery.
Endless shifting.
There are many ways.
But of all the ways, of all the ways…
One way remains...
Fail the game of life.
Fail and feel, all there exits to feel.
Fail and rise, slow rise, astound, surprise.
Fail and learn, be open, grow wise.
Fail, and then fail again, transcend the game of life.
Fail and accept to fail.
Fail and let go of the game.
Fall,
Fall low so you might fly above the game of life.
Such is the game.
