Beginnings Of The End Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Beginnings Of The End

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Vibrating in the evening of an enticing balance of
human nature, while relaxing and resting in the arm-
chair of rhythm.

Soliciting the atmosphere of another bright and
focused day at the circus, in minds of creativity,
solace filling every crevice and open space.

Within solitude and peace, thinking and pondering
throughout times of togetherness, everyone just being
themselves for a while in beginnings of the end.

Sunday, August 16, 2015
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jayatissa K. Liyanage 17 August 2015

Wow! As you see the beginning of a process towards an end, I see how the ending work towards a beginning. Are we in the same line of thinking, I wonder. Please read my latest poem, Impermanence. Enjoyed yours.

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