The world is twirling again...
Spinning, so it seems, for everyone around me.
I feel for them, 
my friends.
I let them go
and watch the world twirl.

It sometimes sends them flying -
far away from me.
Sometimes it brings them closer.

Got crazy at the equinox.

Something big is happening
as it always is.
A bigger cycle.
A bigger spin.

Been a long time since i thought of RA...
the great sun.
I look across the galaxies to it...
we are such a speck.

To be finite in the infinite.
It is that which is our greatness.

I fold my wings about the earth
and give it, and all, a hug.

I let it go, again unfolding.
Floating somewhere high above it
I watch the world twirl.


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