Rise or go low - the rhythm of life

Circles Around

Until the end comes to me
I will rise or go low
Wings are set out for free
Onward in the drifting flow
Content has no comparison yet
All is just inside going
We have no moments met
From the distance growing

Floating and splashing too
Billowing to the shore
Footsteps following the true
Always for more and more
The yesterdays we let go
Giving the hills we found
Moods coming fast or slow
Nothing to nowhere bound

What we will say or hear
Is never completely done
Eternals are always near
Nothing of the past is gone
We shall not learn it now
What has been always there?
But thoughts come somehow
From circles around to steer

Poetry by Peter S. Quinn
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Written on 2007-02-28 at 17:54

Tags Rise  Life  Low 

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