Confined Into a Circle
A woman confined into a circle of her life
Was drawn into the sure simplicity of a swish
Her being was brought into the very form she is
She has the insight to step into life with a flourish
Her soul belongs within the boundaries here inside
Nothing more pure infects this space than her very instinct
Now she politely absorbs the peace that is in the air
Which makes her proud, joyful, and truly very distinct
The woman gleams with pleasure
The aforethought reigns supreme
She lives within the circle
And love is all of her dream
Russell Sivey
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