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The wheel turns

The wheel turns

As the wheel turns,
the drums are beginning,
freezing
the burning,
feeling their way in
into the darkness
to find the hidden lights.

I float
like Turtle
among acculturated dregs
drowning my element –
water flows calmly
underneath the surface
that has become my world.

I wade out into the beating current
and swim widdershins as it were
back into the deepest dark.

My muscles hurt
as fear feeds fear,
commanding me
to turn back –
there is nothing here but pain,
a soft voice whispers.

I cannot listen, I cannot
give up now
and continue swimming
for without light
I am suddenly not.

i find Her
at the river’s beginnings –
here light wells up
into being

i breathe fearless now
touching what was
misunderstood always

as the drums stop beating
the wheel turns again
into tears

another flow
feeding my world

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

A fab poem of life's flow, tears of joy and sadness all. I like to call myself a turtle in poems too. Kudos for this muse!

Plz  pleez request u to read and comment my newest poem too

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John Loopstra

Hi, there, thanx for the kinds words... I would like to read some stuff by you, but a search gives no results on your name??? You have a different username?

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Um i mean if you click on my name above you don't come on my page here? Strange. I have only the above username that u see.

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Shaun Cronick

Wonderfully well done John, loved the ebb and nuanced flow to it, and quite literally also.
Beautifully conveyed and enjoyed reading your spiritual poem.

 
 

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