Zen of Cricket

I am a ball
and so are you,
as we stand beside
each a different hue;
undisturbed,
I just AM
calm and poised,
without a plan;
but when you come
to touch or move me,
into the unknown
I roll on endlessly;
until I meet
a wall ahead,
that stops me
for a moment
and hits my bed;
I bounce back soon,
strong and alive
to rest on the ground
for but a while,
until something else
comes my way,
and takes me again
to another place;
battered, abandoned,
cradled and loved,
I am but a ball
in this game of life!