Spinning through elements
in the vortex of time,
Around the circle of
this short life that I call mine,
Birthing, growing &
ageing in the elements of life,
Dancing on the sharp
edge of mortality´s knife.
From the earth of my
birth & planned planted seed,
Through youth´s fired
passion of the emotional bleed,
Arriving at shores
ebbing waters, of tides tired breath,
To end of life´s circle
& the finality of welcoming death.
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