An end is an end,
not much else to be said.
Yet this we rarely comprehend.
It is that glorious time before night
in which we understand
our purpose without fright.
We are at our closest
with this beauty all around,
realizing that we are indeed blessed.
Then it is finished as soon as it began,
leaving multitudes of questions unanswered,
but allowing us the sight of beauty first-hand.
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