THERE IS NO END
This one word END has confused me perplexed me
Is it really a truth or a mirage that we want to see
For this simple answer I turned to my inner self
My being smiled benignly all ready to help
For what it disclosed to me was a pleasant surprise
The more I understood It, END wore a cloak of disguise
For every Cimmerian journey is the beginning of a new revolution
For every problem that ends is a beginning of a new solution
For when the sun set we don't call it the end of the day
Rather the moonlight takes over showing us silvery new ways
For when we leave this body our soul moves on
To higher planes of self actualization, so we are never gone
My Being all lucent smiled playfully at me
And yes now clearly the truth I could see
There are new beginnings waiting for each one of us
Happiness and triumphs, truth honesty no distrust
So now I believe there is nothing like an end
Just positive beginnings, leading to more around every corner and bend
So my friends there is no end... There is no end
Rima Sharda
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