“ALL THINGS EVER DO IS END”
by A. Borromeo (@satuwina)
In the quiet spaces between moments, where time slips away like whispers in the wind, lies a truth as old as the world itself: all things ever do is just end. It's a concept that has puzzled minds throughout history, a reminder that nothing in life lasts forever, not even the most cherished moments.
Picture a world where endings aren't just stops but starts of something new. It’s a twist in life’s tale, a shift that challenges how we see closure. Instead of mourning what’s gone, we celebrate the possibilities that endings bring.
I remember a time when endings felt like doors closing, leaving me lost in a sea of memories. It was the end of a friendship that once felt like sunshine on a rainy day. The sadness was real, the sense of loss heavy. All I could see was what was missing, the laughter fading into echoes.
But then, amidst the ruins of what was, I found seeds of beginnings. Endings, I learned, aren't the final chapter but a turning point, a chance to rewrite the story of our lives. It’s in these moments of change that we discover our strength, our ability to heal, and our courage to face the unknown.
All things ever do is just end, yes—but within every ending lies the potential for growth, for transformation, and for new adventures waiting to be discovered. It’s like the closing of a book, paving the way for the next thrilling chapter. It’s the thrill of starting anew, of embracing the uncertainty with open arms.
In this ever-changing dance of endings, I've found beauty in impermanence. Like seasons that come and go, each ending brings the promise of renewal. It’s in the falling leaves of autumn, making space for new buds in spring. It’s in the setting sun, painting the sky in shades of gold and purple, only to rise again with the dawn.
Life, I’ve come to see, isn’t about holding onto what’s passed but embracing what’s to come. It’s about finding joy in the journey, in the twists and turns that lead us down unexpected paths. It’s about letting go of attachments and embracing the freedom that comes with release.
Each ending prepares me for the next chapter, enriching my story with depth and resilience. And in this endless cycle of beginnings and endings, I find peace, knowing that nothing truly ends but rather evolves into something new and beautiful.
In the end, all things ever do is just end—but therein lies the magic, the chance to reinvent ourselves, to rewrite our stories, and to embrace the endless possibilities that await beyond each ending.
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PoetryA one-shot article by A. Borromeo. Tiktok: @satuwina