It is.
It isn’t.
Me.
You.
A circle compounding compromises.
Conviction carries us.
I promise.
I pound.
I promise
I pound.
I paint
conviction
carrying
us.
It is.
It isn’t.
Promising.
(A poem for Dustin & Lyda, Jason & Kirindip. These are characters in the current w.i.p. novel).
Shawn L. Bird 
So many of our circles are concentric. We retreat to the inward circle, then expand to the outward- Shampoo, rinse and repeat.