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The Endless Whirl

The Endless Whirl · Illustration

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 awaysince 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?