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The Circle of Time

The Circle of Time What was once so, is now not and everything new becomes old. Then the old comes around again. Night becomes day, and darkness fades to light. Then night comes around again. Winter becomes summer and cold gives way to warmth. Then winter comes around again. Wars cease, peace breaks out and killing stops for now. Then war comes around again. Hate is banished, love flows and divisions are healed. The hate comes around again. Time moves on for us and we cannot go back, but time comes around again.

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Tom Cunningham

Date: 2/15/2025 1:38:00 PM

You'd think with the march of time mankind would learn from past mistakes but sadly that's not the case and the clock keeps ticking. Hope your weekend is going well Oliver. Tom

Oliver Mckeithan
Date: 2/15/2025 1:51:00 PM

Thanks Tom. Sadly you are correct. It is going well except for the snow and cold. Do you still live in Harpers Ferry? I am a big Civil War, Colonial history buff and have been there several times. A wonderful town. Best

Ilene Bauer

Date: 2/15/2025 1:38:00 PM

wisely observed and beautifully written, oliver!

Oliver Mckeithan
Date: 2/15/2025 1:52:00 PM

Thanks for your comments Ilene.

Dufflite Xetaw

Date: 2/15/2025 9:20:00 AM

Beautiful. I was angry because I feel like the beginning of your poem. Almost like we are all doomed. But what encouragement in the finish! Like ebb and flow of the ocean. Comforting. Thanks for that.

Oliver Mckeithan
Date: 2/15/2025 9:37:00 AM

Thank you for your comments