Be it an act, or a thing, or a being,
the beginning of what ever that matters
finds way forward, towards the end, destined.
Anything ends, likewise, commences a process,
directed towards the beginning of something different.
Life, most concerned, is all such processes engulfed in between.
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Truly, every beginning has an end and vice versa. So, end is the beginning of a new process. As energy cannot be created or destroyed, it changes from one form to another. A very thoughtful poem indeed Loved reading and commenting on your poem
Thank you very much for your in depth view.