Beginnings and endings.
December 31, 2011 § 10 Comments
Beginnings can be kind:
the first raindrop, the sun rising,
first green shoot that signals
Endings can also be kind:
a lull in the rain, the orange sunset
skies, the scatter-art of
We make so much of our
beginnings and endings, clinging
to wakefulness, dreading our sleep,
blind to the beauty of cycles.
Rain gives way to sunshine, day
to night, spring to autumn.
We but, sit and observe.
Or get caught up in cycles
and lead the life we always loathed.