I turn the ring
and everything shifts.
Bit by bit
inch by inch
It glides around its track
but I'm never satisfied.
I twist and turn
my perspective evolving.
Each pass brings a new image
but it's never what I need
It's never what I'm looking for
Never.
So I let go
and let it wander free.
I let go.
And I begin to see.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC
I turn the ring
and everything shifts.
Bit by bit
inch by inch
It glides around its track
but I'm never satisfied.
I twist and turn
my perspective evolving.
Each pass brings a new image
but it's never what I need
It's never what I'm looking for
Never.
So I let go
and let it wander free.
I let go.
And I begin to see.