A Perfect Circle
Your name, unknown for now, still rising on thermals
Where red-tail hawks and golden eagles wing to soar
Before settling to Earth and home from Heaven on high
Where God's Three Graces with great humility whisper it
In a psalm, in a prayer, in a round
Creating
A perfect circle from its own sound
Gilding a halo to behold, to hover in air over your head,
Here below in a mother's heart, in a father's thought,
Gliding down to crown a love sublime, a conception conceived
In your name, unknown for now, to complete a perfect circle
photo: halos and arcs /complete parhelic circle by eva seidenfaden
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