It's a pathway,
Activities in our hands,
Duties permuted by us,
We shuffle and rearrange.
It’s a leeway,
Sometimes beyond us,
We're chauffeured through,
The result is seen.
The day is like a portrait,
Twilight is through with its session,
Dawn comes to the fore for its,
We struggle to make changes.
The day is like a journey,
Dawn sets our feet on the way,
Twilight brings us to the end,
We can rescript the lines.
November 27, 2022.
Cycles repeat
Repeat cycles
Cyclical minds reciprocate
Begin once end
End once begin
Spin
Revolve
Continuous movement
Cyclically chime
Answers scripted
Questions rescript
Convenience resolves
Easy when it stops
Hard ongoing struggle
It is cycles that repeat
Everything it round
Fear is afraid it
Afraid itself
Change happens
Happens change without being
Who are you?
You are it.
Everything truth
Trust it
Hope finds
Hope
And then it stopped . . .
6/26/2017
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