View Life Is Like A Wheel Poem Background. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on it's face and the world is like an apple whirling silently in space like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind. Poems about wheel at the world's largest poetry site.
We have to carefully deal, if careless we are, life will have a scar! Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on it's face and the world is like an apple whirling silently in space like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind. I only knew what hunted thought.
No time to stand beneath the boughs and stare as long as sheep or cows… no time to see in broad daylight streams full of stars, like skies at night.
Today you are on the top. The medicine wheel a poem by coyote poetry old native american wisdom. Still, like muffled drums, are beating. Fifield and then in davies' first anthology collected poems by the same publisher in 1916.