Gren Lane Poet Pantoum

The Sun Circles

Starting full, a beauty complete.
The sun circles and circles once more.
The toll it came and so they fall.

It continues to thrive, just less.
The sun circles and circles once more.
Beauty grows a mask.

Unseen at first, the death doesn’t kill.
The sun circles  and circles once more.
It reached sand claws, tries to fight.

Efforts unknown, futile, lacking. 
The sun circles and circles once more.
Changing colors seen as beauty. 

At last all bare, no hiding left.
The sun circles and circles once more.
Stripped open releasing.

Welcoming, ending. 
The sun circles once more.

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Beata Agustin July 13, 2024 at 3:51 AM Thanks for sharing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.