In Circles

“So why do you obsess about
What you cannot control?
You can’t foresee the future,
Cannot peer into a soul —
Why do you keep worrying
With nothing left to do?
What is it that
Just so takes hold of you?”

And she said

“Yes, I go in circles,
I surround the ones I love;
I’m there to ward off danger,
From below or from above —
My heart, it stays in circles,
Like the ripples on a pond,
To everyone I’ve ever loved,
And some who’ve gone
Beyond.”

The pattern of a life might be
The shape of who we touch;
And if that’s true, there’s more to you
Than very, very much —
I wish you knew the way I did
The music you contain;
My ears may fail, but still that tune
And lyrics will remain —

“Yes, I go in circles,
I surround the ones I love;
I’m there to ward off danger,
From below or from above —
My heart, it stays in circles,
Like the ripples on a pond,
To everyone I’ve ever loved,
And some who’ve gone
Beyond.”

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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