Circles in Time
' Time and tide wait for no man', yet it all depends on us how it moves ahead. 'Butterfly effect', they say. Going through daily events around the world, sometimes I wonder if we ever had any control over anything that happens. It is like we are doomed to make the same mistake over and over again since we always fail to see the bigger picture or we deliberately tune ourselves off from reason. If you know me well enough, you know I'm an optimist at heart. But, maybe it is the corona effect and this is cathartic for me...
Circles in Time
Forever Scored
Memories dull, Emotions
swell
Only permanence
Sole soul knoll
Round and round
all rhymes go
Wicked little
gnomes do tarry
Gnawing gnawing
knowing…
Circle time,
Time, our stoic
coach,
Stumbling neophytes
Round and round
we go
Blissful herd
of ignoramuses
Grazing high on
Capital Sins
Merry souls
would
Always scurry
bury bury
Round and round
go sacred carvings
Circles in time
Forever etched
On stones
Grave stories
they tell
Circles in Time
mutable permanence
The ring, mandala,
ensō,
Hecate’s Wheel
The same
Eternally unabating
Waltzing rhythms,
Energies synergies
We are everywhere
And nowhere
We learn
unlearn
Our social
memories fickle
Our existence,
Mere spec in
time
Condemned to
wallow in reprise?
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