It turns. It returns.
It does not slow.

A steady rhythm.
This we know.

But from this spot.
For a time.

Motion and stillness
Seem to rhyme.

The up is down.
The fall is climb.

For a moment.
For a time.

Not a skip in the beat.
Not pause, not slow.

It does not stop.
This we know.

But from this spot.
In this time.

Motion and stillness
Seem to rhyme.