Monday, April 25, 2022

...On Poetry and Fiction – Just “One Word” Away (Circle)


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                One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Circle”.        

               There are many Circles to our lives. Each one unique in its own right. Some we possess, some we dream about, some we yearn for, some we love, some we dislike. Regardless, we must embrace each circle that comes our way, since we cannot stop them, as they go on forever. Protect your circles, keep them whole, try not to break them - and allow no one from the outside to enter your life and break your circles.Yes, Circles can be broken by outside forces; yet they were never meant to be broken. When you find your circles throughout your life -love them, nurture them, respect them; because they were meant to go on forever. They were meant to be a part of you. A circle is never ending, and is a gift of life. If we can surround ourselves with many circles, we will be blessed for eternity. Our circles are part of who we are as individuals - Combined, they define the "human spirit".      

                                                              




 CIRCLE     
       

 

The endless Circle of Life

  ‘Twas meant to go on forever

Within that huge grand Circle

  Are many rings; quite clever

 

                 

                                                                  

There is the Circle of Love

  The Circle of Truth

The Circle of Friendship

  The Circle of Youth

There is the Band of Gold;

  The Wedding Ring

There is the Circle of Old;

  Where Wise Men sing

There is the Ring of Fire

  ‘Round the Circle of Time

Where hearts come to life

  Some sad, some sublime

 

It all comes ‘round like the Carousel

  Where secrets rise and secrets dwell

There is the Circle of Evil

  And the Circle of God

Where Heaven is even

  And Hell is quite odd

 

The Circle of Children teaches of innocence

  Adults strive to spread its peace and benevolence

Cherish your Circles

  The good and the bad

For life promises nothing

  Except “Happy” and “Sad”

 

We all have our Circles

  As different as they are

Embrace each one of them

  Hold them close, never far

They will bring you comfort

  They will bring you joy

Even dark Circles

  are meant to enjoy

It’s all about the journey -

  Engage, don’t be coy

 

From the day we are born

  Until the end of our time

One Circle after another

  All perfect, all divine

 

 

 


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