Beginnings and Ends

Wide open eyes

The sound of The First word,

Is Beautiful and Clear.

Small steps, Bright eyes

The world is

Clean, Pure, and Wonderful.

Like a morning breeze

That dances with the leaves.

Lively eyes,

The sound of ancient wise words,

Is Comforting and Gentle.

Small steps, Weary bones

Seeing the world each day as wondrous as

If that day will be The Last.

Taking in each breath as heavy as

The years gone by

At the Beginning and the End of life there is no time for a #filter.

It is time to live.