Full Circle
Each day circles in constant motion,
unrested and hurried rounds of commotion,
spinning spools of rushed spaces,
forever in rhythm as time chases.
Tired in mind, but I never relent,
going about my ways, ever content.
I thank the Lord for the strength He's blessed me with,
to face the challenges life has pressed me with.
When the windmill of time reaches its final bend,
all things taken care of, but one is still left to tend.
Where all my gathered thoughts meet,
to make the circle of my day full and complete.
With eyes closed I sit to steal a moment or two
entering the world where there's only me -- and you.
For, there's never a better way for me to unwind,
than having YOU in my heart and on my mind....
