Poetry - Circle of Life

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Circle of Life
by Marilyn R. Wilson

A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.

All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.

Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt into this world, move through it
And, when the time is right, fade away.

A current disconnect has left our hearts
Unaware of this beautiful cycle.
We are bereft when we lose those close to us.
And unable to move from our place of grief.

We need circle of life communities
To help us dance to this rhythm.
Filled with the joyful noises of new life,
And the sounds of humanity playing.

Front porches filled with rockers 
Holding smiling elders exuding love.
Parents in their free time immersed in
Playing with the young, supported by their elders.

Neighborhoods united in saying goodbye
To those returning to the dust that formed them.
Celebrating their lives in joyful shared stories
With memories we hold dear in our hearts.

Communities united to celebrate new souls
Bursting noisily onto the scene.
Stepping in to the empty spaces left by those gone.
Offering hope for the future in their tiny hands.

The circle is a continuous celebration
An honoring of every stage of life
From newly emerging to recently departed,
As well as every moment in between.

Along it's arc we come together as one
To perform a beautiful shared dance 
Fueled by a pulsing, irresistible heartbeat.
Our souls joyfully and harmoniously in sync. 

We are a community who walk together
Our path unfolding - arrival, life, death, rebirth -
In a pattern as old as the universe
The circle of life.

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