Release

Held the basketball tonight,
let it drop and bounce almost back to my hands,
then cradled it in one, balanced it with the other,
looked, breathed, and let it fly.

I knew it would go in,
that it wouldn't even touch the rim,
and I could hear the snap of the net
before it left my fingers.

Such was this day for me,
that chances and uncertainties were within my control
and life was a simple game,
a shot I simply could not miss.