Let suitcases stand around you empty <br />Like a Stonehenge circle <br />Let your heartbeat, be at the centre <br />Of a dark darts centrifugal force <br />Let the flower that encloses encase you <br />Clothe you, at dead of night: <br />Just as I and you have wept before <br />Tears have already left for the setting stars. <br />Suns have collapsed into the darkest black holes, <br />None fuller than the emptiest wellbores <br />Residing in your eyes, eternal weeping. <br />…Oceans apart, we have moved on’ <br />From breathing the same volcanic primal air! <br />Till ashen, even the stars we have left … <br />Have erupted into the ever vanishing, <br />Circle of life!<br /><br />Mark Heathcote<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/circle-of-life-13/
