Beyond the discipline there is a kind
of peace. Beyond the order there is peace
as well, a curiosity of mind.
Beyond the bluff is just bare honesty.

This trick is won but yet this game is still
begun and losses are ahead. If honor lies
and lies are honored, games of chance we will
commence before imagination dies.

There. I’ve won. Your money comes to me
I scoop it forward, dragging it across
the table felt, for riches I can see
if only for an instant, not a loss.

This way we conquer bits of life in hands
of playing cards that no one understands.