Life is a wheel

You are born out of blood and guts at the point where the wheel lifts from its earthy tangent, ascending to greatness from a youth of obscurity, out from under the shadow of the great wheel, only to continue past the apogee, headed down the back side looking up at those at the top, to eventually be crushed into blood and guts at the end of your revolution.

© The Sleeping Beast, 2013

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3 Responses to Life is a wheel

  1. night owl says:

    The dark place … may you find some solace there.

  2. Yes, but somewhere in that wheel we have the power to make an impact for the future, if we are determined to do so.

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