In its perfect symetry,
and its endless consistancy,
Everything is never ending,
just the same bending.

Wherever you stand,
without beginning or end.
It has one exact point away,
exactly half the way.

No matter where you go,
or if you are fast or slow.
This point will ever move,
so it is exact, but out of proof.

It can be demonstrated,
mathematically calculated.
But as this point moves with you,
it will remain unreached but true.

If it is reacting to your action,
without notice or interaction.
It might be of you a part,
existing from the very start.

Imagine it as ultimate goal,
to make you fullfiled and whole,
Like something to achieve,
before it is time to leave.

As long, as you are infinite,
there is no way of reaching it.
But as you break free of that,
it is possible for you to get.

I wonder what might better be,
a endless life in infinity,
or a goal to reach, but not too fast,
to enjoy, to stroll and last.

In the end, being complete,
ending, bitter, sweet.
and every end, is a start of new,
this is very often true.

If you feel circeling around,
in thoughts and fear bound.
Whatever helps, there is no shame,
and who should you ever blame.

Step out and enjoy being,
inner freedom, seeing.
How wonderful you are,
on your path, you are the star.