Spirit tells me that I am, as I sometimes suspect that
I might be, and yet struggle against the very idea of
Being, no more than a pawn in the Game of Life.
Pawns can and do make a difference, He tells me, as if
That would cheer me up. Yes, He continues, pawns can be
Part of winning a game, but only if they are willing to serve
A skilled, master of the game.
Spirit is not without ego. The implication is, of course,
That I am the pawn while He is the skilled, master player.
The rules of the game are Universal Laws, but the Spirit
Of the game is Love. The rules are inflexible, in the same
Sense that four o’clock comes at the same each day,
Whether or not your day’s work is done.
The good news…
Wow! There’s good news? I try to sound sarcastic, but,
It’s wasted on Him.
The good news, without seeming to have noticed my
Interruption, is that the Game of Life is directed by Love,
And, Love allows for compassion.
That’s so good to know.
But, rules are rules.