Circle of Life
A small stone
Clasped
In my hand
Ripples
Of a life
Drifting away
Its smooth edges
Never ends
A trace of you
Lingers
As I watch you
Disappear
Our past submerged
Clay etched
Onto my skin
I follow the sun's shadow
Among the trees
Chasing our dreams
Between the stones
Unravelling the thread
Entwined in my heart
Releasing our memories
Your soul wanders
Among the stars
Bunnacurry Poet 