Centre

Standard

Centre in

The circle of

 The circling

In centre ring 

The rung is hung

Be swung in One

Become the self

No self alone

Is all the call

For ever enthral

In fall to fail

To lose the face

Embrace the taste

Of undisclosed

In grace no pace

Or rhyme no reason

We be fine sublime

Divine are free

From doing

Time and place

No case or race to test

Attest the best

 Is here in we

 can be this free…

©K Barr

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