Lane Anne

Art

Circles

Lane Geurkink

longing for some distant day 

 far from all the mess 

our bodies will soon decay 

 like the garden that we left 

 while I was searching for a feeling 

 you were searching for me 

 circles are the perfect shape 

 to describe the hearts of man 

 as soon as he finds it near him 

 it leaves and comes back again 

 while I was searching for a feeling 

 you were searching for me 

 I heard you in the cool of day 

 your voice shaking in the trees 

 I was afraid then of what you’d say 

 but you clothed me 

 while I was searching for a feeling 

 you were searching for me

 

-Tow'rs