Searching for circles

as a reflection of life

revealed uniqueness.

Beginnings and endings intertwined

deleted any lines defined.

The alpha and omega

designed with layers between.

And a variety of form

in presentations never ending.

Names describe some as rounded

and others: bull’s eye,

spiral,

whorl,

and cylindrical.

But what about those incomplete?

Did life slip out

or slowly drip away?

And wounds left behind

that never fully healed?

The answers, like shapes,

aren’t always obvious.

Circles sought and circles found.

No two alike.

My hope–that we end as we began—the circle completed around a life well embraced.