I am winter dormant in my solitudenYou are spring alive and with new growthnI am summer burning in my beatitudenYou are fall shedding leaves grown oldnnJust when the circle's drawnnJust then the circle's gonenThe circle's gonennI am petals found in frail wayside flowersnYou are wind blowing bare opennI am sunlight showering the rays of playnYou are sand soft yet hard as stonennJust when the circle's drawnnJust then the circle's gonenThe circle's gonennMerging with the land nownWith all thingsnAnd all the beingsnKnowing I am one nownWith my visionnWith all the feelingnnI am Winter, you are SpringnI am petals, you are windnnFaith fills my inner spacenClears my circle's placenTurns me inside outnMoves away my doubtnnJust when the circle's drawnnJust then the circle's gonenThe circle's gonennJust when the circle's drawnnJust then the circle's gonenThe circle's gone