By Richard Mather
We move in circles around each other,
encircled and encompassing, each turn
driven in part by our own will to move
and be moved, driven too by that First Cause,
the Prime Mover, whose very existence
guarantees the endless movement of time
and the unceasing, ever-expanding
production and reproduction of man’s
vain desire to touch and be touched.
But that First Cause does not turn, cannot turn;
it thinks Itself alone and is unmoved,
or at best does not know of the striving
and the moving that It provokes in us.
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