Endless Circles

Around it goes to repeat the same,
life is given and given is a name,
thoughts continue as if known before,
mistakes the same and some more,
felt the pain is if already knew,
more reminders as if deja-vu,
life is planned and plans held,
seeking answers being propelled,
nothing solid as it has seemed,
as though life was just dreamed,
the end of that mind mixes back,
eventually in trillions it returns to black,
igniting the plain to bring matter in,
the sheets of the universe very thin,
explosions swirls until that same part,
around it goes to then again restart.