A circle breathes a rhythmic sigh.
It ends where it begins
Finding strength along its’ path
To travel round and back again.
Doesn’t stray,
Doesn’t wander off its’
Predetermined course.
Oft repeated,
Undefeated,
Unrevealing of its’ source.
Life itself revolves in circles
Here upon this sphere of magic,
Comes in waves of mystery
Often blessed,
Sometimes tragic,
But always winding, bending, curving,
Seeking out the might-have-been,
Only to get back to point,
To find it ends where it begins.
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Published on June 02, 2022 02:48