A swirling circle of circumstance Sans pomp as a happy happenstance My circumnavigation by chance Twirling like the Milky Way today Kicking up the dust of destiny Wondering about the rest of me Coming becoming and come what may Here I am so I might as well be If by happenstance but happily Turning when burning then learning and Yearning but failing to understand Whatever some call reality Whatever forever never was Never mind behind look up to see Me do what whoever I am does Whoever I am forever free Anything can happen I know I Did as I do without knowing why So rather than destroy it I will Enjoy it though filled with wonder still The rest of me as the best of me Now when always the best time to be Now then will be my reality Kicking up the dust of destiny +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXII