Aggression doesn’t do, in life or cards,
In cards or life: you will find power is its
Own ease: the hand played gently, gently wards
Off counter-action, like the play of weights
In scales, achieving balance, victory
Not personal, but more the seeming to
Be shared, to bring the opponent to see
What’s finally beyond him to outdo,
As binding on the victor to deliver.
Omnipotence displays this gentle sway,
In paradigm of tree and cloud and river
And land mass, in whose witness all affray
Is nullified; the sun and moon, the stars
Beyond, all quiet, a thing victorious. |