I never knew I had the power
to end things
conclude, finish, stop
satisfy, complete, finalize
end, graduate, farewell
always I had waited
“for things to end”
I relied on moving, disaster, death
to carry me over
death’s threshold
for how could I be the one to say
enough! stop! over!
wouldn’t that be believing in
death? quitting? failure?
now I know that
allowing and embracing the end
leads inexorably to the beginning
again……again…………..and again……..
a gain
loss is its own sort of gain
an ending tells you:
now move on
now create anew
now be something else
ending is not failure
any more than beginning is success
yet all and both
are born again
in the fullness of time
for my own joy and goodness
Salvation Chronicles 