Whirligig
Once
Oh once
I wandered the wide world round -
Hungered
for meaning -
Begging
the right to be ...
Once
Oh once
how I whirled my merry-go-round -
Galloped
my dizzying games
of round and round me ...
At long last
Cracked
my high-low carousel course ...
Beckoned
by my backyard -
I lay me down in green grass -
Surrendered my meaning ...
At long .. long length
I saw my horizons open to sky -
and silently
silently
I
began to be ........
~ Harley White
Copyright © Harley White | Year Posted 2015
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