Round
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
Like an ever spinning wheel
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keep revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Like fragments of a song
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
- Theme song from the film THE THOMAS CROWN AFFAIR
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
Like an ever spinning wheel
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keep revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Pictures hanging in a hallway
Like fragments of a song
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
- Theme song from the film THE THOMAS CROWN AFFAIR
The freewheeling lyrics of this 1968 Oscar winning song has been stuck in my head for the past few days. Contrasting images, opposing words, a conundrum that seems endless without a clear denouement.
Despite my smiling face at the top of this editorial, there is NOTHING to smile about.
It has been a bewildering month and a devastating month. This COVID-19/CORONA pandemic that has upturned our lives, dashed our plans and slashed our existence is going to change the way we live and see the world forever. Who knew that a virus from one country, one city could infect and affect so many lives across the planet!
I am silenced by the beauty of your sharings my friends and colleagues. thank you. It is not that I do not have more to add, but to thank you all and Anita for your generosity in sharing. That is how I can participate. so again thank you from inside. Uttara
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