At home, life unfolds in a circle,
the wheel you know
how it begins and how it ends
in the same place,
round-
and where every step taken
the one before you
or took some rest
one of your kin-
in this world, life is a line,
you don’t know where it leads,
your eyes looking for the horizon
and the horizon stays never behind;
Sometimes, the circle unwraps into a line
and the line gathers again in a circle…