The Circular Way by Helen Schumaker

The transient things are not of God.
For He Creates like to Himself.  How can it be
That what the One Eternal calls His Own
Has but a little life, with breath on loan
And mortgaged unto death?  We seem to go
From birth to certain death, and do not know
What goes before or after.  Yet we tread
A golden circle, and are surely led
Back to the Source of our infinity,
To which we will return as certainty.