Poem: Ends

Ends

Moments pass as clocks spin

Little nooks of happiness reveal

Warmths of joyful pleasure

Linger in these pockets of sanctuary

For their finite nature is absolute

And they fade from view

As life moves to other destinations

Consciously, one must breathe in these jewels of time

Mental images marking what has come

And gone

The sadness of that which is lost …

Is it lost?

Or just embraced within

While some new adventure gestates

I will miss what has ended

But also rejoice in the beautiful memory

For then it lives forever

  

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