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Swirling
(Reply to Lost, Jennie)
by Elaine
April 29, 2003
Swirling, swirling, round and round,
There are no answers to be found.
It is much more than wrong or right,
This is what makes it a terrible fright.
Swirling, swirling round and round,
Now my feet are off the ground!
Don't let them stop me now,
I will come back safe with a pow.
Figuring it out sometimes means to ask,
Rather than sit feeling lost in a mask.
It may sound silly and hard to do,
The sweetness of it will exude from you.
Swirling, swirling round and round,
Thoughts become clear in a crown.
Growth in different ways than thought,
Thinking and swirling as it ought.
Simple things lay like a crust,
Pure as the water within us.
Mixed with the fruit it is auspicious,
That's what makes it so delicious!
© Elaine 2003
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