The Circle: A Poem

Gather round,

the voices, do you hear that sound?

The glorious chorus from above.

The sky, atop the ground.

Heaven and earth. Each planet. Every star.

The sound of life.

Hearts beating,

souls pleading,

eyes seeing,

lips competing.

Gather ‘round the loop,

that never-ending pulse.

One circle inside another,

inside another,

infinitely compound.

The sound of life going on, moving on, the sound of living.

Constantly in motion,

in commotion.

Isn’t it glorious, this sound?

That’s life we hear.

Life ringing near.

Life continuously lost and found, lost and found.

The circle ‘round.

And round, and round, and round.

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