Circling

Circling

He could have said it anytime

But he didn’t

And now

It’s all changed.

Blue to green

Brown to gray

Empty to full

Nothing looks the

Same and

He knew this would happen.

Each time he caught

Himself

Looking out the window-

Another opportunity

Crumbles and the

Pieces scatter

He steps on the tiny

Fragments as he moves forward

And away.

Lights and darks

Change places while

He wraps himself-

Warm

and safe-

In his silent nest

Where he lived as a boy

So quiet

He hears the

Words circling

Circling in his head

He understands

The urgency

They’re waiting

She’s waiting

He’s aware

But he will not respond

And now

It’s all changed

And it will again

And again