Unbroken movement

Thoughts winding round
Unbroken
Flowing
Smooth like circles
End into end
Never stopping.
The rhythm of words
Moving higher
Into the stratosphere
Ceiling of clouds
Interrupted by the haze of a sun
The circle of warmth
Rising.
To dream of winding spaces
Created by places
Deep within
The staircase
Of a memory
Circling round
And back down,
Leading me on.