
Wheel turns as year ends
Mirroring eternity
Death and birth as one
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This is so profound.
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This really is profound, Sue… and very sad in a way… or maybe I’m just getting old…
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I see it from the other side… not a sadness, just part of the dance.
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Lovely. I adore endings and beginnings, death and rebirth. In theory, anyway. It is sad, a bit, but so natural as the wheel keeps turning. ❤
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It always turns… so every ending becomes a beginning 🙂
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I remember in a math class I once took, the teacher claimed that time wasn’t a circle, but a spiral – like a screw – in which various turns are always parallel, but never entirely the same, as the groove below it. This reminded me of that.
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I would be inclined to agree with your teacher and apply a similar definition to life.
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