About circles. Through Kandinsky, Mozart and Rilke.

Do we live our life in circles?
A journey in three art forms.
Several circles, Kandinsky

Mozart symphony No. 40 G-minor:

III. Menuetto. Allegretto-Trio

From Rilke's 'Book of Hours':

I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not complete this last one
but I give myself to it.

I circle around God, around the
primordial tower.
I've been circling for 
thousand of years
and I still don't know: 
am I a falcon,
a storm,
or a great song?

What do you feel?