Poem: The Center

I am the axle
at the center
of the wheel
my life turns around me

Circumstances change
things come
as they go
the wheel always turning

I am the axle
at the center
of the wheel
as I have ever been

The only thing I can
control
is my outlook

I am the axle
at the center
of the wheel

My center is empty
and that is how
the wheel turns.