A Benediction for Times
To Come
So the journey ends at a
Place that we must call:
The beginning. A
Start to things we must not
Finish or find in hidden, far-
Away places that we thought to
Go to when once we played
Drums and trombones in
Quiet coffee bars in
Rainy Denver days. It
Must be a winding path that comes
Out at us as we think
Of sunshine and men on
Cliff-sides and days we whistle
And whisper of times and places we
Knew little of except the thought
That the beginning is an
End, as well…
Oh… the beginning is an end, and ends a new beginning… what a great purpose of a journey.
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And shall we know it? First we must make the journey – so yes, beginning is a good (and the only possible) end.
Loved this! 🙂
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Lovely!❤️ I like the idea of ‘the beginning is an end, and ends a new beginning’
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I never could learn to whistle. ~sigh~
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