Inner Circles

Inside an old abandoned wall there are hidden circles
Now they all seem to go nowhere,
Except One
Except Two
Except Three
In One there is Time
In Two There is Space
In Three, No One Knows, What Is In There.
Outside, just beyond the treeless forest there used to be a little Town
Now, there is Nothing there, Only The Big Always Now.
And It Is
Everywhere
Circles hidden are Inside
An old abandoned wall . . .




Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-05-26 at 14:11

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