Observe life as a spiralling dance, <br />It twirls with no rest down the years, <br />Taking those minutes of chance, <br />Rotating them with happiness and tears. <br /> <br />Lifting the heart to sheer heights, <br />Sending paths down darkening ways, <br />Swirling moments into bright lights, <br />Changing time into shadowy greys. <br /> <br />Facing each day and each night, <br />Every hour steadily we descend, <br />Through a rollercoaster's rushing flight, <br />To a slow gentle spiralling end. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-descend/
