Holy space a secret place
A circle that turns in every way
Into itself – unto all
Belief in ways – paths quiet call
In this room full of dreams
The vision scued at reality’s seams
Focus on the circle an insight in reach.
A sudden cut from the circle – why the breach?!!
Nothings and consequences – time’s infinite span
Awaiting return apathy’s plan
What is the circle its meanings its rhymes
Is the circle the master or just travels in time
The circle is everything a master and you
Crystals rainbow colors – all thats true
Timeless device accessible only by assent
Glimpses caught but never fully kept