Spin and Fade

by Max Bouillet

I spin and am spun;

blurred hands smack
me at random
to keep the momentum.

End over end and
points of light blend
into one track
(the pathway to god)
that always leads
to me.

I break and am broken;

desperate to gather myself,
I reach into the stream
of motion around me
to pull my pieces back to core.

Silence as I lose myself
and become one with
the motion.

Free to dissipate,
I let go
and kiss the lips of god.


Posted on 11/29/2005
Copyright © 2022 Max Bouillet

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/03/05 at 09:48 PM

are we not forever questioning, contemplating and searching for god???... well spoken, twirls in my mind... makes me wonder this afternoon... blessings...

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