Eternal Beginnings
3 min readNov 11, 2023
Maybe there is no end,
perhaps it's infinity,
beyond what minds can grasp,
yet seen by the soul's clarity.
Through the colorful glass
of eternal being,
inhibited and sober,
the world reveals its beauty.
Infinite shades of purple bloom,
in flowers' dance,
within the spirit's window,
wild and unbound.
Adrift in memories,
like whispers on the breeze,
where echoes dance freely
in the realm of dreams.
In this endless journey,
where time weaves its mystery,
our hearts find their rhythm
in the pulse of the universe.
Under the silent moon,
truths whisper in cosmic breath,
unveiling in infinity not an end,
but an endless dawn.
And in this boundless voyage,
where mysteries unfold their embrace,
our souls, ever seeing,
find eternity in this earthly space.
Each moment a tapestry,
of memories and dreams entwined,
where past and future merge,
in the here and now, we find.
In each grain of sand,
glimpses of the infinite,
the universe's secrets,
held in the palm of our hand.
So maybe there is no end,
just cycles of rebirth and rise,
in this journey of the soul,
beneath the ever-expansive skies
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