Life Cycles - Poem by Claudia Warzecha
Raindrops falling from the sky into
soothing loving arms, reuniting and
drowning, returning home.
The lover circles the beloved gaining
entry melting into one, succumbing giving
birth to himself once again.
As the day orbits the night orchestrated
by an unseen composer, bringing into
motion the rising and falling of the sun.
All seasons come and go in tune, like actors
dancing within the vortexes, to a play
written orbits ago.
Year upon Year chapters in motion, seasons
that foretold her coming, flowing through and onward,
circling the globe, giving rise to its circumference.
Centuries upon Centuries follow in dynamics,
extracting the juices of decades before,
collecting the drops so rain can return home.
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