A Centrifugal Life
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I have not past the horizon just yet
To peer long over the edge of exist
The scant barrier between now and when
The undone left as only the wished
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There are unknown miles to journey
But I can see that place from where I stand
A distant shore that siren calls to me
And the finality found upon its sands
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Oh, that I could, be centered again
Childlike eyes seeing only light
Where youthful distance sees no end
And looking back bears little sight
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But we are given centrifugal lives
Constantly spinning around the sun
Forces pushing us to final finite end
Where we learn what our lives have spun
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If I get there before you, please know
That I stepped over that edge unafraid
I was grateful for living a beautiful life
In the countless revolutions I made
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
This is such a beautiful thought. It’s easier said when not currently mourning loss, but it is important we remember a life well lived rather than dwelling on the end of it. Wonderfully penned, my dear! ❤
Thank you, my dear friend! I am thankful in so many ways. ♥
yes, a wonderful approach to the cycles of life
Thanks, Beth!
Your last stanza seals the beautiful swirls of your words and life! Brad, you’re such an inspiration!
Thank you, Karla! So kind of you to say.
You’re welcome my friend! 💚
Dear Brad, There will be NO LEAVING HERE before I do! The End.
You always make me laugh! Thanks sis! Love you!
Keep your eyes on the prize, my friend.
Thanks, Pete!
An experience all will share