Life is a circle
which rolls back along itself
in never-ending movement,
its motion so slow
we cannot see where it goes.
But going forward it is.
It reaches goals a mile a minute,
gaining speed on downward slopes.
Only then do we notice
the movement at all.
We roll with the punches
over new terrain,
fearing any moment we may fall.
But the circle keeps on rolling,
circling from beginning to end
then back again, moving forward
all the while, where wheels
are allowed to move freely.
There are those whose lack
of courage and curiosity
try to put on the brakes
and stop life’s relentless spin
into the future we cannot see,
looking backward as the wheel
spins forward over and over again.
Their fear grows with each
forward motion
drowning in an ocean
of doubt and uncertainty.
They confuse beginnings with ends.
It is difficult to see
when so small we all be.
we look right and we look left;
too small to see
a wheel as large as infinity.
But never doubt, my friends.
We keep on rolling, rolling, rolling
moving forward over and over again.
Our progressive movement
is not a fall,
from grace;
we are always in
the best place;
This time is simply
a new start after all.
We shall come through
as we always do
to new places
with new faces
new beginnings
that never end
but circle on,
and on again.
annarino writes 