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Wheel of Time

by Bethany Lee

she speaks the language of glorious
dove mountaintops

she sees spheres and shouts...
proclaims she's seen all

she needed to see

all we
are
the center of it all.

geometric syllables
unscientific calculations of the Heart.

gluttunous piggy pilgrims
of the sunset side.
are you equal at their feet?

somewhere,
we sharply share
an ultra fine point

in the middle of the mandala...

01/07/2006

Posted on 01/08/2006
Copyright © 2024 Bethany Lee

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 07/09/12 at 08:22 PM

If one is willing to make the circle large enough all things are at the center and deserve to be loved.

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