All circles that follow, lead ever on
Pi as a number or pi as a sign
A marker before us, a headstone behind
The past is our future, so is the dawn
Galaxies swirling, the mermaids collide
Magic in movement, a dancer’s disguise
If life is a game, well then, we shall play
Chess squares of contrast, beginning today
Pirouette around the dream that has died
The phoenix has risen, take wing and fly.
S. K. Lindeman