Whoever made this Universe upcreated a circle at first.
I'm pretty sure about that.
The circle was perfect,
all alike, without and end.
Than, when
Whoever made this Universe up
was done creating
planets, suns, creatures
and all that stuff,
"It" picked the circle up again,
playing with it and swirling it,
creating the Spiral.
Perfection with some humor,
with an end indeed
(but that end always
seems so far),
a screw that slides through the brains,
a tornado that could have an end
or a start, but as the most silly
goldfish remembers none of them.
1 comment:
I've never thought of the spiral that way. To be honest, I don't use to think of spirals at all.
But now it's endlessly circling around inside my head.
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