Cycle



A circle,

A closed whole,

Perpetual motion,

Cycle of Fate.



Ohm of my o,

Obvious shape,

Mouth in motion,

Offering. Open.



Ripple and swirl,

Centre unfurl,

Moon then Sun,

The end that's begun.




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