My Torus

Imagine, if you will, a swirling energy

Dancing around a core

Forever compelled to enter one end

Of a doughnut-like hole

Converging, traveling up and

Flinging out again in a creative burst

Spreading in all directions

But pulled by an irresistible force

To follow semi-circular paths

Back to the base

There to be reunited, renewed and then

Flow up and out again

And around and back

And up and out

And around and back

Again and again

And --

Can this Torus imaged energy be universal 

Both encompassing the cosmos

And small carbon units like myself

Did my atoms arise from the core and

Manifest in a splendid journey

Through colorful space and finite time

And will my spirit go back

To coalesce in the core

And spring up again

And again and again

And --

Are black holes in space

Magnetized entrances into a doughnut hole

where compressed energy races up the core and

Spews out in a sprawling light show of universes

Until it is all called back to the base

To be fused again, transformed,

Recreated and sent up and out

And around and back

Again and again

And --

by my friend,  Thelma Peck