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Ripples

Circles are rippling in my mind

The cause

Effect

Consequences in time

Of time, it was time

it was mine

When I was fine

I was okay being behind

Stuck by the line

In rhythm

In rhyme

What had me in this bind

Why was I being so blind

Ticking was the clock

I was stuck

Unable to walk

Paralyzed with fear

In tears

After many years

When had it become so clear

The words unraveled

Very well worn and travelled

Spun round the world

Dangling from a spoon

I was sailing right to the moon

Eyes wide excited

Scared

Bewildered

At the future beginning

Round again

In this one spin

Gasping for air

Where is the oxygen

Dizzying

Wheeling

Thoughts were fleeting

Could it be me

That was begging and pleading

For the end to stop

Just to start

An introduction

Speaking, with a silent voice

Smiling with no grin

Laughter with no sound

This moment was overtaking

Could I possibly meet who was in the making

To him

Creator

God

What would I say

Hope I wasn't faking

Now am I breaking

Dismayed, behind dark eyes

Everything laid out bare

Had always been there

For the taking

My heart need just to reach out,

And start the

Creating

Rippling

Circling in my head

I saw my end, but

First I saw

What was in that first breath

Of this life

My life

Such a whirlwind in

My mind

When would I comprehend

Understanding

Unblinking never faltering

Not halting

To the sound

A whisper

It echoed

Thru the eons

Ringing out in each soul

Longing for the chimes

The bells

The tones

To all sing out

In one voice

In one note

We all call out

In moments of hope

In times of faith

With joy

With sorrow

Yet always with the heart

It plays the beat

The tempo

The drums

As the ripples

Of circles

Come round again

I thought of consequence

Yet found the meaning of eternity

In the end.

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emily-wiemann
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Oct 3, 2013
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