Zig, Zag, Zen-Ball
©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
image by Jose Francisco Morales on Unsplash
Sometimes we zag instead of zig
or zig when we should zag.
We go small, meaning to go big;
slide home, but miss the bag.
It’s hard to get your game on, right?…
when life throws inside curves.
But if you flinch instead of fight,
you’ll lose the game to nerves.
Don’t sweat each pitch that comes your way;
another’s close behind.
We all take strikes, so save the day
by keeping that in mind.
∞§∞
“Baseball, it is said, is only a game. True.
And the Grand Canyon is only a hole in Arizona.”
– George F. Will
“Never allow the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game!”
– Babe Ruth
“She had fouled off all the curves that life had thrown at her.”
– W. P. Kinsella
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Tags: adversity, baseball, faith, hope, life, living well, overcoming
Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.