This is the time that starts again; the same reason, something has end.
To start again and begin again, to start anew and finish it then.
This is a beginning, when everything is over; the only thing left is deciding where to go over.
To this or to that, or to that then another; when you beginning the possibilities are forever.
Remember when you start and begin again, what ever you start, will have an end.
Whether what you thought, or just a falling off, all beginnings end with something stopped.
This is the end, but really just another beginning; my only choice, what will I choose to begin again!
(1/9/14)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem