Rodando Poem by A. David Abraham
Rodando
People's lives are circles
Intersecting, meeting
Then dispersing
Never to connect again
Still swirling in their orbits
Still moving to their own rhythms
Of their life
For one brief shining moment
We saw each other
Looked and then looked away
And resumed circling in our spheres
Still spinning
Still wondering who
And where we are
There is no tomorrow for us
Only today
Circling in our orbs
Wondering who we belong to
And where we are
The circles of life
Its encumbered dances move on
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2/5/2026 11:17:35 PM # 1.0.0
Life is an eternal swirl, Of ups and downs And turn arounds. So well expressed n this poem. In poetic, picturesque frames that feel and move and make the reader know it.