What Ending?

Could not hold it, put it down. TIME. The words forget you, pass by. You remain standing on the brink. Now, now, where to go? Time avenges, walks on you and you cannot catch the breath, to fill the space between life and death life will not move, death will not stop. If not ready to live, death will not look like you you will not look like death. World changes every thing, when seeing stops, listening begins losing threads of me, between you and me between me and you. Something grows out of the mud a new star. Begins from end, the ending of beginning. No ending, no beginning. Timeless, faceless, nameless groping in void, to catch the alphabets Peaks are very frightening Then where is the end ? No end. This is the end. SATISH VERMA