Wheel Of Time Poem by Sheldon Ray

Wheel of time spin and draw, define your line that is mine,
Making my pattern, your trace, in it's place, as you pace,
My circle of life, this circle of time, the circle in cycle,
Vapour in passing, clinging to the air, cold as an icicle,
Life and death opposite do meet, one head one tail, to greet,
Never knowing your brother, chasing the other away,
Locked forever together, two worlds night and day.