The blades of the fan spin round and round
The whole earth mimics just the same
And then around a star we go
Until we come back round again.
Latent power bides its time
Waiting for the moment come
As we all spin round again
We feel the throbbing pulse.
2 thoughts on “Until”
Great power beyond our imaginations awaits us as we cycle around towards the Creator!
The very thought is a relief.