Wheels

This wind, It was not the ending. There are no endings, And never will be endings, To the turning of the Wheel of Time. — Robert Jordan

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We look at the world once, In childhood. The rest is memory. ~ Louise Glück

A birdsong can even, For a moment, Make the whole world Into a sky within us, Because we feel that the bird Does not distinguish Between...

And we: spectators, Always, everywhere, Looking at everything, And never from! Who’s turned us round Like this, So that whatever we do,...