The End That I Thought, Was
Actually A Bend.
Destination arrives, I
alight from the bus,
At last the journey
has come to an end,
This place is lovely,
no doubt or fuss,
Rest of the days, here
I will spend.
The fences of life,
have all been mend,
That which I got, been
duly returned,
No mistakes left
wanting, Nothing to amend,
Rest of the days, here
I will spend.
It's not the end! That
road that's ahead?
The end that I
thought, was actually the bend,
The road is unending,
spread to spread,
Rest of the days, on
road I'll spend.
Success or failure,
achievements or regrets,
From end to end, from
bend to bend,
Journey goes on, in
action and rests,
Travelers we are, for
that we were send.
Rest of the days, on
road I'll spend.
Rest of the days, on
road I'll spend.
-MAKUSR
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