Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poetry Thursday - Circles of Our Lives

Within the circles of our lives
we dance the circles of the years,
the circles of the seasons
within the circles of the years,
the cycles of the moon
within the circles of the seasons,
the circles of our reasons
within the cycles of the moon.

Again, again we come and go,
changed, changing. Hands
join, unjoin in love and fear,
grief and joy. The circles turn,
each giving into each, into all.

Only music keeps us here,
each by all the others held.
In the hold of hands and eyes
we turn in pairs, that joining
joining each to all again.

And then we turn aside, alone,
out of the sunlight gone

into the darker circles of return.

Wendell Berry, Circles of Our Lives


Rowan said...

I don't know the poet Wendell Berry, I take it he is fairly modern and either American or Canadian. The whole poem is descriptive of how I see things but the first verse especially states my philosophy. Hence my blog name - Circle of the Year. I've never been attracted by poetry bu am starting to think that I should explore more - I especially like the Haiku form that so many people seem to using now and even wonder ' could I write Haiku?'.

Anonymous said...

Dear Soul Sister,

Thank you for the amazing thought you share with us today.

It reminds me of you, the wise one, teaching me the meaning of the circle.

The Circle of Life and the Circle of Healing.