This song by the great Canadian songwriter Joni Mitchell came up on my iPod today. Particularly at this time of the year it resonates with me. It doesn't make me feel sad; it makes me so grateful for the rhythms of life and to know that I'm a part of it, and that there's nothing new or unusual about any of my experiences.
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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