Circles

In the circle of the road,
the oldest circle, of home and away,
we roll on four circles to close
big circles of child and parent,
child and grandparent.

Though we know the circle
can never be unbroken
by distance, by who knows
what gaps in understanding,
differences in seeing,

(How is it that people can
love each other and yet want
such different worlds? Oh,
but they can. They can.)
yet we will try it, sometimes

fail, always try it again,
this trick of bringing our
loose ends together, being
whole, that being enough
for at least a few round days.

 

 

For PAD Challenge, Day 7 (prompt: a circle poem) and NaBloPoMo.

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