Center

by Pavel Chichikov

I saw within the binding wheel

Rotating prison, numbersphere

That sooner, later all must kneel

By force of love, by force of fear

I saw beyond the spinning rim

Where all rotation stops at peace

Another circle circles Him

That must be moveless, never cease

Centerless, a sphere of flame

That does not burn, consumeless feeds

On love and praise, the both the same

Accepting love that does not need

I saw the hub, the mortal side

Where Blessed Virgin Mary stays

The counterbalance to our pride

The blossom of her endless Mays

And I too thankful pray and bless

Her swift compassion, steadiness