A new cycle begins

The ship is slowly turning and I pause

I turn my head to look upon the waves that I have left behind

The ripples follow me still into the twilight

I dance among the stars in the brightest of brisk night skies

I witness my Self a short distance away, a brief moment ahead

This thing not that and yet all at once the same

I pause to wonder why I have turned and returned

I pause to notice who I am who has been left behind

Who I am who follows me closely and who I am who is that guide just ahead of my gaze

I light the torch of my innermost commitments and sigh as I realize

The cycle begins again and yet it never has come to an end

A twist and a turn on the mobius strip of light emanating through form

And I choose to weave and extend, to weave and extend, to weave and extend this to you!