Omega

All things upon this Earth begin, and all things upon this Earth end.

The cycles of life and the sequences of history follow one another, one rising and the other fading into the past. Time goes on with the sparks of events and occasions lighting it up, each in their own turn. From ember to flame and flame to smolders, each thing comes and departs as they are meant to.

It is folly to strive against the natural passage of things, to cling too hard against what with a clear heart and mind shows is done. To do so only tarnishes the good of something, as if dragged along in the dust beyond it's proper course.

Therefore with every thing that springs forth into our lives, one must be aware of its ending, and prepare as is right to achieve the kind of end that is to be desired, the kind of ending that is not brittle and hollow, but full and enriching of our souls.

I say that it is right for one to yearn for the resolution of a good work done, the sense of triumph of a long fight won, and the completeness of a masterpiece finished. It is the kind of ending in the finest sense, the closing of greatness or justness of a particular thing or time.

This is the sort of end that I believe is to be desired.

But to leave something, to take it's end properly does not mean it is doomed to be forgotten and cast adrift in the sea of faded memory. Rather, acceptance and learning are right to do with each thing that flows in and out of our lives, to peer deeply into the fine details of memory and leave each moment of study with renewed knowledge or reinforced character.

Remembering and treating these jewels of our past with due respect is what should be done, according them the proper sense of conscious thought, to which supports us as we move on in life.

For perhaps in a different time, a different place, things shall come again to create a new picture that yet shares in the colors of the old, or that a great work shall come to pass that shares its foundation in one's prior achievements. The life of a person and all that happens is linked in ways one can never be quite plotted or charted by anyone of mortal ken.

So we live and learn, until timelessness arrives to be faced with the totality of what we have been given, chosen and accomplished. For this is right for as long as we dwell upon this Earth in our mortal frames, weathering and cherishing that which begins and ends.