Wholeness

Lilt in rhythm giving high and low
High and low with own rhythms go
Bifurcation to an endless end
Fast moving and slow!
Yield with what is
Bend, to what you do not know! 
Blow your own whistle at last
Before it is too late to blow!


Michael
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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