…a prose poem about
the unbroken circle of life…by Harlon Rivers
Continuum’s Circle
Full circle
is a perception
Of a journey’s
measured time
All my life’s a
circle
As life goes round
and round
Circular symmetry
drawn in pencil
Can be erased at
anytime.
An ultimate breath will
be exhaled
When the compass scribes
The final circumference
drawn.
Is the meridian
sunset fading
Into the final realm
beyond?
Or is it the rising
sun of the great
Celestial circle’s
dawn?
A stone is
cast upon
The still water
surface
Stirring the mirror
pond of time
Rippled rings expand
symmetrically,
Currents stream in
harmony,
Where river’s
bedrock shines.
Eddies are driven on
forever
By gravity’s
infinite pull and spin
As the symmetry of
ripples fade
An eternally
expanding vortex begins
You can’t get back
the pebble
After it’s already
been thrown
A seed of heart of
the soul
Was sewn into the
center ring of love
The circle expands
as seasons change
Throughout the
infinite journey of life
The unbroken never
ending circle of love
Overlaps the
seamless continuum of time…
December 5th, 2012…Harlon Rivers
1 comment:
and on beyond infinity.. so beautifully expressed.. "a seed of heart sewn into a circle of love.."
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