No trees to obscure the viewNot for the hawk
Piercing eyes scan the horizon
watch the new sun appear
Faces are many which obscure
That hide that tapestry
But know it is in plain view
to those who step back
Who don't accept the words
But see that circles always return
Driven by the forces in the centre
Always reach where they began
It is quite simple to understand
If it is taken out of context
and seen for what it really is ...
--Matthew James--
