Wednesday, April 22, 2015

The Circle

The circle goes round
Sometimes it starts when you enter the ground
Other times when you make your first sound
All the same
Always a circle
Always all colors red through purple
Always just a chance to learn
A chance to grow
When you enter the world below
Oh the things you didn’t know
How beautiful it is when you are
The grass your fair love mows
Or the black crow
That crows
Every morning outside her window
How easy it can be to always be able to see
If you can’t see her eyes
Just become a bee
Work at the hive
And make her honey
Not silly fake money
This choice ends with your own rebirth
This time her son
Her permeant beloved one
When you start the circle as a babe
Oh how much you do change
Learn many things
Learn to play games
Learn lots of names
See many faces
Travel to different spaces
Most of all you learn to love
Learn the name to call her
When you need to remind
When you want your own time
When you want to build a shrine
A temple to honor the love
Sent from the Center
The one in the heart
The one meant to always be together
Her name is Eva
She will love you at the beginning and the end
Forever and ever
Again and again

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