What Comes Around Again

A poem about life

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Everything comes around
And goes around again
The Sun
The Moon
The bugs in June
That ever-fearing pain
What can we do
What shall we change
Those constant reminders
won’t stay tamed
They are within
As in our skin
So tightly woven round
not a thing gets in
When that day
It melts away
And once again there’s peace
I’ll look on high
With tears I’ll sigh
Was life just one big tease?
— WOLRAD

(A poem from the Wolrad collection #398)