Spinning

Circular motions,
The makers of me.
I look to the stars
And what do I see?
Spinning.

A cyclical notion
I'm running too fast
We only get so far and then
We all need a rest
From spinning

At the end of the day when the light is dim and I'm full of fright. I remember that dawn is a spinning light that replaces night. Dawn! O dawn! 

As below and so above
The spinning leads me back to love
Bosons and the worlds above
Are spinning into existence