It was not like any other day.
Something was in the air.
A heaviness, with no name.
A knowing. A goodbye.
An Ending. A full stop.
And it was known.
Nothing could prevent it. Nothing at all.
It was coming. Like all endings do.
The Ending arrived quietly. Almost like a whisper.
“I am here, and I need to end this.” It murmured.
“But why do you have to be here Ending?” I asked.
“Can’t we have a new beginning without you?”
“This kind of beginning requires me to end some things.” Ending said
“But the things you want to end are things I still need.” I said.
“Yes they are.” Ending said
“So, then don’t visit with me.” I replied.
“It’s too late, I am already here. You must let go.”
“Let go.” Ending whispered again.
As I started to let go, the air moved.
My sadness breathed easier.
“Do you see her coming in?” Ending said and pointed towards the ocean.
I looked but there was nothing.
“Keep looking.” Ending said.
“At first, it will look like nothing is coming.
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Especially as I am still on my way out.
The further I go, the more you will start to see your beginning clearly.” Ending said and I could barely hear it anymore.
My heart was squashed.
My knees were trembling.
I was on my own now.
Looking for my new beginning.
And as I was standing there, just like that, my beginning appeared in front of me.
She was bigger than I had expected.
At first I could not see all of her.
But the parts I could see surprised me.
This beginning was different to any other beginnings.
She was vaster than the ocean itself.
I sat down, put my hands on my face and cried.
Oh ending, I get it now.
The letting go.
You ending things I thought I still needed.
You were right all along.
I could not have this beginning without you ending the things I thought I needed.
With an ending and a beginning,