Curving toward the center

Sometimes you have to start over, and agonizingly so;
just as the trees every year lose the crown of their glory
and the days lose their strength,
just as the seed loses its protection
and the cougar loses its territory
and birds lose their flight paths
and glaciers lose their strength;
all the world starts over, by choice or by force
all the world stumbles forward, reeling from loss
all the world leads into darkness and aches for the light
all the world leads into darkness and aches for the light

© Meisaan Chan