Awaiting return, come back to mine
Insatiable movement always through time
A little change with each new pass
As present reaches its critical mass
Your failed efforts never for naught
Hope never lost though your heart be taught
Feeling of loss, missed opportunity
Longer view reveals continuity
You we they, been here before
Listen close for what’s in store
No traveled path is ever that straight
Curve of one song, that is your fate
Longer the path, more it hath curved
Circling around to place once observed
Not just your path, but all others in tune
From the smallest bug to the stars, sun and moon
All ways a win, no such thing as defeats
In service to all when history repeats
Next time be better, get up and advance
Calling you onward through destiny’s dance
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