Jun 6, 2016 Original Poetry, The Daily Post
The Play Within a Play
©June 6th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Like a streak of madness
My dog chases her ball.
The sun shines down laughing,
And the meadow’s ablaze in
Green-gold exuberance.
And all the dogs leap about
In the pure pursuit of fun.
My dog always finds her ball.
And when she brings it to me,
Grinning in pure playfulness,
With no thoughts beyond
The pleasure of retrieving it,
I think:
If I could chase my dreams
Likewise, and find them
And bring them home,
Without over-reach,
With single-mindedness,
With pure pleasure
I would consider this play,
– This play of my life,
One in which the script
And the fun of it, match –
Well worth the running
And chasing, and the
Happy home-coming.
But in the meantime,
I watch my dog and her play,
And I am well-content.
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