the spin

around like a wheel that has a tire

and upon a tree that has a bee circling it

where shall I go from here and not feel dizzy?

what makes my soul feel lazy and hurt

can be the same brilliance of a flash that

brings me so much joy

and yet sometimes as my mind goes in a round

i very seldom hear the words or sound

of words that endure me and make me

smile

still like the earth that rotates

so does so many feelings

and another turn awaits