Once The Circle Breaks Out Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Do we wait for tomorrow,
as we wait for today

Do we see a connection,
false wishes to pray

Do we draw from the past,
as the circle is spun

Trapped inside or out,
is it then Zero-Sum

Can the memories forgotten,
revisit again

Do the feelings held back,
turn to poison and blame

Is our freedom beyond
our ability to reach

Are we the one student,
we've forgotten to teach

Is finality connected,
or separate from

Those things we hold onto,
and still try to run

Is that voice we hear calling,
from within or without

Are they really the same,
—once the circle breaks out

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2017)