If this is the end
If this is the end, I want to breathe once more
I want to breathe deep and fresh to my core,
I want to sit behind a splashing running water
I want to remember how a grass flower smells,
How the chirping birds cast a spell,
How the clouds form to tell a tale,
How the horizon calls to a world unseen and after.
If this be the end, I know I was a beautiful beginning.
To something. To someone. To some world, if unknown.
If this be the end, I end my story in love.
In greatness. In nourished dreams. In cherished fantasy. My end is Endless.
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