Athleticism and Prowess

Life is an athletic event;
we begin by rolling over,
and we end by rolling in.

In between,
the instrument
of our behaviors,
the material
of our sculpting every hour,
the shape and subject
of our existence
on this plane
of being
in the running
is the body
that we live in.

For those who work
the sinew, bone, and skin,
creating for themselves
and those whose eyes
and fingers lush
the ocillations,
the planetary motions
of their profundaties
provide a shimmering light
of onward glance
by which our unconscious steps
enamored spread
before the sparkling mist
so thus to hope
that herein lies
that rest from looking
for that transcendent metaphor
for our being
just there,
in that place,
laced and secure
in that warm and sultry
pre-occupation
of being satisfaction's
paramour once again.