Day Twenty-four

Nova Scotia, 2012

I feel the circle closing,

the tips of the lines nearly

touching now to form a

perfect ring and not

a meandering squiggle,

coming full circle,

as they say

and I am wondering,

when the ends meet

and the circle closes,

does that mean it's over?

Or is there a surge

of power as

the energy at last

flows unimpeded

and I, finally, 

begin?