"We live our lives a circle,
And wander where we can.
Then after fire and wonder,
We end where we began.
I have traveled southward,
And in the south I wept.
Then I journeyed northward,
And laughter there I kept.
Then for a time I lingered,
In eastern lands of light,
Until I moved on westward,
Alone in shadowed night.
I was born of springtime,
In summer I grew
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