I rested for a brief moment
To ponder on my life
From all that it has been
To all that it could be
I discovered that its a cycle
A small planet lost in orbit
With spring and summer
Day and night
Fall and winter
Dark and light
Sun and moon circles around it
Shifting earth like knowledge recycled
With open plains and sea
But thoughts of knowing when
Through all the years of strife
I still won't know what it meant