Neverending

A Celtic poem that goes round and round

Ad infinitum.
Circle within a circle.
Celtic knot unbroken.
Words that need left unspoken.
Trees gather on clean rivers crossings.
Reaching sky high. Reaching deep down.
Past and future interlinked immediately. 
Air around that grows denser.
All senses wide open. Double the sensitivity.
Reach out. Connect.
Internal and external worlds overlap. 
Dancing around fire.
Druidic droning drums. Silent womens humms.
Rhythms of life. Spirits of all things invited in.
Bards sing. Repeat what you heard in souls labyrinth.
Ropes woven and spun. Turned and twisted.
All threads touching deeper strands of what is.
One true form. Round and round.
We are eternal.
Our beginning and end can not be found.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed this poem.
"Bards sing. Repeat what you heard in souls labyrinth.
Ropes woven and spun. Turned and twisted.
All threads touching deeper strands of what is."
You had the feel of ancient style and story to be told. The above lines were my favorite. I do believe in the threads of life. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Hyacinth]

This is simply beautiful. The flow is so natural, keep it up!

[DaVoid]

Thanks for your feedback as always :)

[Nokycent]

Great work! I like the rhythm of this poem, especially when recited loud. It carries what it says 'ad infinitum'. Indeed, the entire poem feels like never ending too.