Circle

I am winter dormant in my solitude
 you are spring alive and with new growth
 I am summer burning in my beatitude
 you are fall shedding leaves grown old
 just when the circle's drawn
 just then the circle's gone
 the circle's gone
 I am petals found in frail wayside flowers
 you are wind blowing bare open
 I am sunlight showering the rays of play
 you are sand soft yet hard as stone
 just when the circle's drawn
 just then the circle's gone
 the circle's gone
 merging with the land now
 with all things
 and all the beings
 knowing I am one now
 with my vision
 with all the feeling
 I am Winter, you are Spring
 I am petals, you are wind
 faith fills my inner space
 clears my circle's place
 turns me inside out
 moves away my doubt
 just when the circle's drawn
 just then the circle's gone
 the circle's gone
 just when the circle's drawn
 just then the circle's gone
 the circle's gone