Nice to know that
When it’s over it’s
Not really over at all.
Just like the sun will
Wake in the morning,
Just like summertime
Yields into fall.
Pass the baton to
Continue the relay,
Hardly missing a step or a
beat.
Reaching the end to only
start over,
No looking back
Or accepting defeat.
Reaching beyond
This mortal subsistence,
Flaunting assurance
Time never abates.
No need to fret this
Befuddled existence.
Grace be not envy…
Heaven awaits.
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