770 Circle [27 June 2006]

It is not in me to defy odds.
In the end, I am merely who I am,
and there is no definition that fits.

Life moves on.
Things grow and die,
relationships crumble and reform.
We live, in nothing else but a circle.
Where it falls apart,
in another place it mends.
So it is as it always is.
We are merely beings who
dance upon this sphere,
joyous at moments,
despairing at others.
Slipping past the break
to only fall down in another.
There is no rhyme or reason.
It simply is.
Yet underlying this is fate,
weaving her inexplicable logic
into the skeins of our lives.
And we follow.
Blessed, or damned, we follow.
In the end, acceptance will equal a peace
Leading to a life lived,
if not to its fullest,
at least to its most joyous.
And above it all,
Love.
In all its form and splendor.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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