Breathe water in
Exhale bubbles now
Calloused hands
Working things out

Each untamed shape
is pressed in pain
and tries to escape
utterly in vain

Each of us dropped
Upon this wheel
Never again to stop
Until the reveal

Round the square
And again we go
It seems nowhere
during this show

Each ripple and bend
Takes us nearer than far
and at journey's end
to be who we are