The Ends of Circles
A life lived in lines
does not add up
in the cosmic geometry
of hope and humanity
we spin each year
on our harried way.
Too many people measure
where events end and experiences begin
to understand where they themselves exist
apart from everyone else.
The sad shapes they conjure
jut corners and angles
to give these people off-ramps
where they can debark
lives that have spun
out of their control.
A far more favorable form
emerges from the returning desire
to revisit and reclaim dreams
that simply will not land
because those aspirations sustain us
by forcing us to search for the site
where the ends of circles meet
and become real.
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Compelling line: “forcing us to search for the site
where the ends of circles meet”