playing within

 
When the lights are dim
and the crowd’s all gone
keep the game alive
play on and on.
No need for a stage
or a roaring cheer
the heart of the game
is always here.

In the silence,
moves are made
passes thrown
in a hidden parade.
Invisible victories
unseen sweat
chasing dreams
with no regret.

Under the stars
with no eyes to see.

The spirit of play runs
wild and free.
Every shot a whisper  
every goal a ghost.
In the quiet night
you’re playing the most.

No refs to call
no lines to toe
just pure passion
in the ebb and flow.
While nobody’s watching
the game’s your own
a secret dance all alone.

Feel the thrill in the solitude.
Every moment a golden interlude.
Unseen triumphs, personal wins.

The game's true essence
is always within its begins.

Keep it going
in shadows’ embrace.
With unseen joy
and silent grace.
For the love of the game
needs no crowd.

In the quiet
the soul plays loud.