Tag: Turning

 “Turning and turning in the widening gyre

  The falcon cannot hear the falconer

  Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold…”

                        – W.B.Yeats ,excerpt from ‘The Second Coming’

These often quoted lines of poetry are mesmerising and terrifying to me , and the whole work is said to be prophetical and allegorical.

I’ll leave the latter for the scholars of literature to debate.

But the words have spoken to me deeply and personally of a time when my centre could no longer hold.

Things fell apart.

I was a lost falcon without direction.

Forces were beyond my  control.

Mesmerising.

Terrifying.

As shockingly vivid as the hues and shapes of this picture, but thankfully in the past.

All I can say, if you’re in the eye of a chaotic hurricane , is that ” this too, shall pass.”