Standups at dawn
In the mornings,
nature compels a situation over which many would not have any control but to
endure as a part of life experience that might be shared with another if the occasion
presents. What it represents and it portends can be expressed in various ways
not demanding much detail except where one is aiming for some kind of competitive
prize.
Be it one where
pleasure or excitement replaces the awakening moments of the rising of the sun,
there is a lot of warmth and love to live in and embrace. Companionship accords
a mystery that can defeat the best of those who can string together words in
ways that astound.
To dip and usurp
Yet, at the rising of
that star in the east is the rising from slumber and rising to perform as bowls
to different deployments can be touched in the course of the day, from what
nature frequently demands, to that which nature requires for sustenance and the
many sports where bowls and bowling give us a spectacle of nature to revel in.
To the few that are
given the gift to know that bowls can be touched like being called to a
priesthood of the anointed and endowed, the bats you have been given for the
game of life and the way you wield them in winning your games can only be cause
for envy even as you can be proud of who you are. You wonder if there are
repeating daily rituals that have been missed by the less observant.
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