Simply For The Love Of It Poem by R.H. Peppers

there is nothing to lose nor prove..

..when you dance..simply for the love of it

..when you play..simply for the love of it

..for life is a Game that cannot be held..

..and with any attempt shall slip through each finger tip..

not a game per say.. for fool heart'd play..
..nor to be taken so serious that one forgets its a game..

this deck of cards is shuffled and mixed
from the lowliest of suit and number
up to the Joker that may play dastardly tricks..

...but how boring of a game it would be? ..
...and so unworthy of play..
...if each card were to be played in sequence..

We are part and parcel to the Play of all plays

..the many Masks of God set on a Universal stage..

on display in ways mere words fall short to convey or explain..

again i say..

there is nothing to lose nor prove

when you dance..simply for the love of it..

when you play..simply for the love of it..

..life is a Game that cannot be held..

..and with any attempt shall slip through each finger tip..


Sincerely.