Finding a lost ball
Was the mystery of it all.
A rolling ball gives pace
To otherwise static space.
A passed ball expects reciprocation.
At the least, consideration.
The ball struck with great force
Has no other recourse.
A ball that is bending
Is an instance of time pending.
Every ball in flight
Carries hope into light.
A ball touched by many
Has a spell cast already.
A ball that is caught
Vanishes from thought.
A ball thrown with precision
Is humankind in transition.
Though we can’t save the sun
With a ball we can make it run.
Salvatore Ala 