THE WHEEL OF SAMSARA


the sky is lower
but the sun still makes this world endurable
fallen leaves dance the dance of death
among the wheels of cars hurrying somewhere
it smells fresh in the air
and something that will never happen again
another year has passed
amid many similar
not meeting expectations
without making us happier
this road is long
but not infinite
this path will end sometime
this mechanics makes no sense
but still spinning the wheel of samsara
among the dying leaves ...

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