Turning and Living

[George.Wright]

The circle of life goes around and around
constantly turning and cycling to infinity, without any sound
the circle of life, it is in concord
it ferris wheels pleasures, to the house of the Lord
there is no negativity, just a semblance to divinity
and no segmentations of the circle to the Holy Trinity
as it travels in space, in search of the Lord's lost chord

The circle of death meshes with the circle of life
two distinct circles, that are in constant strife
like the timid bullfighter with the sharp knife
one is ying, and one is yang, one is life, one is death
one is breathing the rhythm, one is devoid of breath
both together form the hourglass shape of infinity
where the sands run forever tended by the divinity

The hourglass circles together, gyrate the universe of our notions
one gives and the other takes, it is poetry in motion
each cancels each others qualities of giving
as every biological specimen goes through the circle of living
where's the sorrow and where is the forgiving?
as the wheel's trundle on meshed in space to cradles and graves
life is joined to death and time is the slave

Who set the biological batteries in all of existance?
Who decides how far we go to the distance?
Was it our parents or was it God?
That started the wheels with a sharp prod?
Either way we must rotate on our cogs and the wheels
untill we are given a better hand or deal
Immortality will only happen, if we have the zeal
Georges

Copyright:George Wright 2004

[Atom Heart]

Yessir, this is quite good.

[lizzytysh]

You've captured a lot of truth in this one, Georges.

I love this:

life is joined to death and time is the slave

[George.Wright]

Thanks, Atom Heart and Liz, for your kind comments.......
Georges