Circling

Circling

We move in circles around each other,

encircled and encompassing, each turn

driven in part by our own will to move

and be moved, driven too by that First Cause,

the Prime Mover, whose very existence

guarantees the endless movement of time

and the unceasing, ever-expanding

production and reproduction of man’s

vain desire to touch and be touched.

But that First Cause does not turn, cannot turn;

it thinks Itself alone and is unmoved,

or at best does not know of the striving

and the moving that It provokes in us.