We are all so scared
of endings

We fear the end
instead of enjoying
the moments in between
the tree that stood and
watched the scene unfold
the little commas
the full stops
the birds on the wire
the places where we
drew breath
the sun that slipped
into the ocean
exclamation mark

I have realised
that endings
are just a point
in time
the one day
the little black
pebble
the moment
the moon
rising behind
the tree

But all that went
before is still there
It still exists
in the whole of
what was

The invisible
can never end

The bonds
between people
unseen
but there
the love
the sun rising
out of the ocean

Always

© Tanya Southey @Ordinary Poetry

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