Again, again we come and go,
   changed, changing.
   Hands join, unjoin in love and fear,
   grief and joy.
   The circles turn, each giving into each, into all.
   and only music keeps us here,
   each by all the others held
   in the hold of hands and eyes.
   We turn in pairs, that joining,
   joining each to all again...
   and only music keeps us here.
  (Wendell Berry)