We have this vast outfield within,
and a diamond upon which our minds
play pick up ball all day.
And we are the ones, the only ones,
who can populate this green,
the only ones allowed to play this field.
If some thought throws us a curveball,
we can wait for the next one pitched.
Don’t like that one either?
Well, we’re up. We get to choose.
Once a passing thought gets purchase
it’s like the hitter making first base.
Think it again, we’re at second.
Will it make it all the way home?
Does every thought become an action?
Most don’t. Oh, but when they do!
So play on!
Moral of the Metaphor: A thought, a worthy one, and especially a grand one, usually has to rise through several iterations of the imagination in order to reach the level of a full fledged action. Oh, but when it does!
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