Cyclical rhythms

 

In times shifting corridor

On an earthly course,

Everyone that passes

Leaves a void and a hole,

Twists and knots tangled 

Existing deep within.

That never go away

Or ever ironed out.

Among this broken earth  

Under silvery moons.

In sunshine or rainfall

The fragile morn awakening.

Fibres of memory releasing

Dawn birds voices calling.

In healing pools of existence

Light dancing with darkness.

Life's rich tapestry and all its ambiguity 

Containing throbbing waves of synergy.

Different souls, heading to same exit

Tales of humanity, diversity, adversity.

On roads of nervous contrition

Following  the spiral case of life.  

The gift of land and eternal sky 

Waiting for whatever comes next,