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Circles in Circles: A Poem About the Cycle of Life
Life, a circle,
It endless comes
Circles in circles
in circles unbroken;
a great circle dance.
Constant and normal,
We nevermind it:
these spheres are afar.
The broken circle's unbroken--
another fills in.
Until it's our own circle
Circles in Circles
The Inspiration For This Poem
This poem was written about 14 years after my dad passed away.
As an only child, whose parents were pretty much my best friends, I did not process the event well; it hurt even more to know that he died alone, my mom and I attending the birthday celebration of my youngest child.
At his urging, we'd gone anyway, even though he begged off, saying he had indigestion. He was already gone when I took Mom home afterwards.
I berated myself for years after, for not being there, as I had recently completed a class in CPR; I felt I could have saved him had I stayed.
While I'd known of other relatives who'd passed on, and grieved a bit for them, this was my first very personal, major loss and breach of the circle that was my world.
I went through it all again, some 22 years later when my mom passed. That spell was far worse, lasting nearly a dozen years.
© 2010 Liz Elias