Endings and Beginnings
Sometimes I catch myself thinking about the goodbye when I am introduced to someone with a hello. I feel like I’m almost daydreaming about it. I watch as the time feels slow, but it passes and it goes.
I try to hold on to the moment for I know it won’t last, but it slips through my finger tips. Then new things form, crumble and then end. Yet, I catch myself amazed at the process. All the ups and downs. Every time something dies, something is born.
I want to be use to the seasons endings and the tides turning, but I can’t and I still struggle to close the door. To leave what’s on the other side behind me and begin again. I fight myself to not look back. And then the sun rises again and I await the unknown. I pray for more highs than lows and appreciate life.
