And the circle did not break
But followed, on an unmoon night,
The North wind to a new start
Veiled in cedar resin and myrrh
There was no start, no promise or
fear
For a name, a smile and a
farewell
Veiled in cedar resin and myrrh
To sooth all sharp edges of remembered
time
Time that got lost in the space of
the circle
Stolen by the North wind, an unmoon
night
In search of where all circles
have a start
That starts with a name, a smile and
a farewell
June 30, 2022
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2022
