What lies waiting
at the end of a self-made
independently empowered
self-invested
“pulled my own economic-political bootstraps”
life?

A unilateral
linear life,
like any passionate journey,
requires an end point
for returning in the opposite direction;

In this lifeline
ego/eco-systemic case,
from regenerative
to degenerating autonomous powers.

What happens
at the end of an emergent spiral,
rainbow,
expanding circle,
oval,
deepening square frame,
irregular and mysterious polygon,
other than a new beginning
into further rooted interdependence,
memory of where we have been
together before

Another re-cycling
re-purposing
dusk
become cumulative dawn.