Endings
What goes up must always fall down
In a world that's constantly trimming
Heroes set out to destroy the clown
An ending creates the beginning
It's too hard to respect the deceiver
An existence in control and regulation
Extremely skeptic but also a believer
In the beginning of an ending creation
Drown in the river of mind's perception
What's held down still will swim up
Ascend in the spirit's proper direction
After sinking in this world closed up
Trickery throbs in the validity of time
Even in sleep it sustains its spinning
Lasting hurts, but demise is more sublime
What ends will create the beginning
Copyright © Joie Dickinson | Year Posted 2015
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