Wheel of Life

by stewart

What once was

Will no longer be

And cannot be again!


What is developing

Is another form.

Another variation.

A new spoke

On the Wheel of Life.


Turning, turning, always, turning.

Giving and taking

Moving upward and creating.

Join in the Wheel’s motion

Or be still,

What does it matter?

The Wheel keeps turning.


You wonder

What lies behind this turning?

What is its Source?

That my friend is the mystery.


Few seek to solve this mystery

Or break free of the timeless motion.

These are the travelers of the Heart

And the road traveled

Passes through

The place of non-being.


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