The edge of the disc <br />As it spun around <br />Moved faster and faster <br />And covered more ground <br />Than the hole at it’s centre <br />That hardly did move <br />That place where we started <br />Our life in Time's groove <br /> <br />As one is the disc <br />As it turns through degrees <br />Yet nearer it's centre <br />The lower its speed <br />Move in or move out <br />All on the same line <br />Spiralling outwards <br />Contiguous Time <br /> <br />Over one ridge <br />If but there we could flee <br />Is the line we've just travelled <br />Moving outwards you see <br />While over the other <br />Our future to be <br />Waits pristine <br />Undiscovered <br />For you and for me<br /><br />Egal Bohen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-edge-of-the-disc/
