My Beginning, My Own End Poem by Jona PoloRamirez

My life began as an upsurge of existence
A series of my continuity, my time's desire to move on.
For my time moves on forever, moves forward
Straight line; circular but never on exact place,
Exact place but another time, it moves on
My life continues and moves on, for my life is time spent,
An occupied space soon to be replaced by another
Upsurge of my existence: a new life, a continuity of a beginning...

My life began with the upsurge of the beginning,
I am a part of that continuity of time,
A lifetime bestowed upon me at a certain period
Therefore, I am just a part of the beginning,
An instrument to prove that time moves on,
Soon to vanished and be replaced by another life
But not like mine. Mine is a series of my own songlines
Each of my story different from any other, yet a continuity...

Mine at present is a series of connections
And are continually eventful, the rest is a segment,
What I have before is different from now
Yet a connection, a possibility of an event that was
Discontinued in the past, and now mine space to breath
But longing to connect to a life in the past...

My series of songlines, a rhythm encompass
Within a huge Rock; an upsurge of the ancient past,
And so my life flows from the birth of songlines
A continuity to pass on to the other side of me,
Moving on, moving on to the next space, one space I
Left behind, to be filled by the next... my life has to
Move on in a series of songlines, one to be lost again
The next to be born to sing... and so it goes on...

I am still here singing my songlines
In a vast array of life nature can provide,
My songlines of the beginning music of my past
It continued on yesterday and still looming behind me,
I passed it on to the next kin listening after me...
Re-singing the songlines guided from angels like me,
I am moving on to the next, in an array of my life's journey
My Songlines in another life, pass it on... so it goes on...