Within the circles of our lives

we dance the circles of the years,

the circles of the seasons

within the circles of the years

the cycles of the moon

within the circles of the seasons,

the circles of our reasons

within the cycles of the moon.

 

Again, again we come and go,

changed, changing.  Hands

join, unjoin in love and fear,

grief and joy.  The circles turn,

each giving into each, into all.

Only music keeps us here,

 

each by all the others held.

In the hold of hands and eyes

we turn in pairs, that joining

joining each to all again.

 

And then we turn aside, alone,

out of the sunlight gone

 

into the darker circles of return.

 

     Wendell Berry

 
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