Monday, March 28, 2022 - 13:28
Round like a circle in a spiral, Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending nor beginning, On an ever spinning reel... Like a snowball down a mountain, Or a carnival balloon. Like a carousel that's turning, Running rings around the moon. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, Past the minutes of its face. And the world is like an apple, Whirling silently in space.
Like the circles that you find - In the windmills of your mind.
