Because the world turns
Day and night move in a circle
Inside the greater circle of the seasons.
Circles in circles, all because the world turns.
And, because I do not really understand why the world turns,
These interlocking circles seem to me
A miracle
Inside another miracle,
Twisting in time and space like a glinting mobile.
Circles in circles
Blown by the breath of Heaven.
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