Celebration in the Oaks. (Photo: Renee Peck)
Musings Under the Oaks: From the Linear to the Circular
In the moment
We cease to be
Time turns on itself
To bring the end
To the beginning
And the parts of each life
Fall into place
To make a coherent whole
In the moment
We cease to be
The whole of each life
Settles into its place
In the tapestry of time
To live forever
In the eternal present
Of everything that will happen