All Goes Round

Round

is the sun,

seeming to rise each day

and descend each night,

 

 

providing heat and light and more

than a touch of mystery.

 

 

It is round

we are told,

but we dare not stare it in the face

 

 

to see for ourselves

except in that very rare case.

 

 

Round

is the moon

appearing to rise and traverse the sky.

 

 

Although it may not be fully seen

from where we are,

 

 

so small and far below,

I see its rounded edge.

 

 

I know this is true,

for I have seen its full, round face

 

 

reflecting back the sun's warm glow

more times than you may ever know.

 

 

Round

is the earth

 

 

although I cannot easily detect it,

 

 

nor can you,

nor most others across thousands of years.

 

 

Some, I'm told,

had the depth of curiosity,

 

 

imagination, vision, and fortitude

to prove that it was so.

 

 

And so it is,

as by now we all surely know.

 

 

Round

is found here

- on this earth which hangs suspended

 

 

as if on an invisible cord,

dangling in the immense void -

rhythmically reflected in myriad things.

 

 

I know not how,

nor do most of us, nor do we care,

 

 

which is a shame

 

 

for round is found

most everywhere.

 

 

"The soul goes round upon a wheel of stars and all things return....Good and evil go round in a wheel that is one thing and not many.





 

Do you not realise in your heart, do you not believe behind all your beliefs, that there is but one reality and we are its shadows; and that all things are but aspects of one thing; a centre where men melt into Man and Man into God? ..."

 ~ Gilbert Keith Chesterton