The Wheel

by Susan Stocker

Time is a wheel: the day that we met

Is still there:

Everything changes but nothing is lost:

All that we shared,

All that we ever loved, belongs to us still:

Time is a wheel

Whatever has ended is just about to begin

All that we feel,

All that we ever felt, will come back again

Time is a wheel

The sound of your laughter, the rain in your hair,

Your hand in mine,

Your knock at the door, your step on the stair –

All are still there

Because time is a wheel and death will come round

As birth will come round

As love will come round, as peace will come round,

As joy will come round,

As life will come round, because time is a wheel

Bringing back even yet,

All that we ever shared , and the day that we met.

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