2019, New Poems: workings and beginnings., notes, thoughts

the center of the hurricane

In life
things whirl about you.
the very ground we walk and stand upon
spins;
and, the earth in itself
orbits the sun.
and all that spins.
within
the universe.

As a child,
I’d spin
and spin and spin
and spin
and frail about
crashing into things
and in that strange state of vertigo,
I was the center of a hurricane.
I was standing still
and everything else was spinning.

every wheel has a center
unmoving
the center of our galaxy is the sun.
Where is the center of the universe?
Is that where we will find god?

 

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