The circle begins we are all in lineFollowing those footsteps back in time
To where the seeds of fate are set
On sandy beach our footprints wet
The circle moves we all move within
Some with graces some with sin
To observances our hearts are sold
For Gods in heaven or earthly gold
The circle grows we are all anew
Going about with the things we do
In innocence or in ignorance we die
Yet we never heed the Natures cry
The circle closes we are all amazed
Standing in awe our emotions dazed
We remember but forget where we belong
Within the garden of Natures birdsong
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