Small circles

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Small circles

In small circles we live and die precariously.
Our worlds topple at the mere nature of existence.
As part of a world consciousness we phase in and out of a colossal dance like flowers in their season.
And to participate is the ecstacy of living.

By myself I am dust
With God I am momentary resonance
Within the family of all life I am an eternal song.

By |2015-04-20T00:32:02+00:00March 14th, 2014|Philosophical|0 Comments

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