The Circle That Gives Back Poem by linus gerald

In a world that teaches us
to take and leave,
to consume and discard,
a circle quietly waits—
inviting us to remember
that nothing is finished
until it is transformed.

A cup worn thin
becomes clay again.
A shirt frayed at the seams
breathes new life in threads.
The peel of a fruit
returns to soil,
whispering nutrients to roots
that will feed another day.

The circular economy
is not a rulebook—it is a promise:
that waste is a word
we can retire,
that value is not lost
but shifted, shared, reborn.

It honors the labor,
the energy, the earth
embedded in every object.
It asks us to slow down,
to care, to repair, to innovate.
It turns endings into beginnings,
and endings again into hope.

Every product, every choice, every act
becomes part of a greater rhythm,
like rivers looping back to the sea,
like seasons folding into one another,
like hands passing knowledge
from one generation to the next.

In this circle, there is balance.
There is dignity.
There is respect for what sustains life.
It is a quiet revolution
that hums in factories,
buzzes in markets,
grows in homes,
and blooms in communities.

To live circularly
is to say: nothing is trivial,
nothing is disposable,
everything has a story,
everything can give back.

So let us turn our systems,
our thinking, our hearts—
toward cycles that heal,
toward abundance that endures,
toward a world
where giving and receiving
are the same motion:
the circle that never ends.