It twirls.
Chuckling happiness and
constant contentment.
An unusual soul.
Turns heads with inner intrigue
Rather than physicality that fades
with the tick
or tock
of time.
Uplifted wings soothe bristles
and bared teeth, and snarls.
Gentle twist to put things right.
Good life for a good heart.
Beautiful form for a solemn soul.
Turn around, sweet song.
And turn
turn
again.
In constant motion.
Our Spiral Sun.