THE GAME

While I have been here for awhile,
Through it all, I still can smile.
Thinking about where I have been,
No difference between now and then.

History, in endless books of pages,
Is only a moment in all the ages.
As drops of rain go pitter patter,
Every fallen sparrow does matter.

All are one and one is all,
As we hear the animals call.
Different entities all the same.
Living life is one big game.

(Published by The Society of Classical Poets Literary Journal August 6, 2016)