The beginning of these words,
Is an end to a thought.
A moment disturbed…
Is a start AND a halt.

A time to exchange
The flow of give and take
If one were to engage…
Somewhere else provides a break.

Does the seed die?…
Bringing life to a tree.
Or something that will rise?…
By becoming less free.

Planted in one spot…
But able to grow beyond reach.
Not only the branches to the top…
But the roots underneath.

Infinitely and endlessly
To remain and evolve,
Even harnessed energy
Will never be absolved.

It must contend and attend
The rise AND demise
Because even in the END…
Energy…Never…Dies.

@book_of_cray the END by Cray Makaí #poetry#poems ♬ original sound – Book of Cray