drawn together
circles
to a place
with its own harvest
unbroken
endless turning
lost found
and lost again
What are you searching for?
the wind asks
in passing
What are you waiting for?
the sunlight and shadows
ask in long lines
What do you tell me?
the night asks
What, I do not know.
I say to the wind
as it ran from me
What, I do not know
I say to the sun and shadow
as they lay out in the fields beside me
What, I do not know
I whisper to the night.
life in circles
drawn together
in harvest places
unturned and untouched
found in the corners
rounded by moments
gathered and carried
home
day begins
day ends
so the circle is drawn
~
©2011 Leigh-Anne Fraser
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