Cycles within cycles, overlapping, within others
From within particle of soil to a planet traveling thru space
Something must fall for something other to arise
It is the continuing cycles for life to build up on that that had come before
Matters so simple, matters so complex
When did we begin to think it should be another way?
To rule, control and improve upon that what we don’t truly comprehend
It is what we do, accepted as to what should be
To create things we think the better, for ourselves and forget all the others
Cycles interrupted, but how many times, in how many ways?
Can these cycles can be broken, before more collapse to a point of no return?
When will there be a time we understand that we are part of these cycles?
We depend on them, not separate, not above them, nor thinking we know better
For now, one can only hope for all of life, it might be very soon