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The Endless Whirl

I have seen you within the endlessI glimpsed you before eternityall that is not yet knowableall that is left unfinishedfated and arranged too early
I have walked through the boundless sea of peopleI caught the scent of everyday lifethere were some fallen flowers and flowing waterthere was some heavy snow whirling downmingled with all that has no bounds
Weariness—comes over meLove—recedesThe tide—engulfs
Either start againor turn away…since there is still hopewhy give up
Strain once moremeet once more
The walker's footprintswill tread out a life that never ends
Is there a flower bud opening in your heart?