Eugi's Weekly, Weekend Writing Prompt

End means BEGINNING

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Transition” August 24, 2020

 

Pondering on a phrase I heard in an old black and white movie I watched on Youtube recently. “The end only means a new beginning.” TRANSITION for lack of a better word.

At birth, the beginning of life created body and soul. Even when the body dies, it is the beginning of new life for our soul. Believe it or not! Time will tell! Eternity?  HandOfGod

As we mature, each birthday ends a year but begins a new year.
We as children graduate from school ending, but beginning an adult life.
Let’s look at the little things we do. Our workday ends, relaxation begins.
We fall asleep only to awake to the beginning of a new day.

There is an end to the “temporal” of this world. A movie; ends! Read a book until the end! Music ends! Our pets, plants their life ends! Why?
Because these things only pertain to the present life of this world. They are temporary, not eternal. Their souls are mortal, not immortal, as endless.

dVerse, poetry, Word Prompts

How it Will End— Depends on ME!

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Here we are again; time to paint a little, our paint chips can be viewed below.

This is How it will End

The Journey, we are within —
Yesterday, like the first kiss
never again!

Bygone the golden hour of the past —
Wasted? Melted as an ice cap
Nevermore!

Will eternity be sipping amethyst wine
and camomile tea relaxing on soft clouds
or

Dodging hot pink, habanero flames
Continually seeking to devour!

How it will end depends on me!   

Eternity

 

Mindlovesmisery's, Ragtag Daily Prompt / RDP

First Line Friday — Destination Unknown

Post Short Fiction inspired by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Friday!  

 

The station reminded her of some great creature, its constant machine whir breathing around her as she worked herself through the crowded people all around her. This was the first time she visited the train station. Where was everyone going, she wondered? So many people in one place were going this way and that way. The noise from the trains was indeed an enormous creature, its constant machine; the engine was huffing and puffing.  

This building is the local train station, and FINALLY I am one of those anxious people strolling around looking for my place to board one of those noisy, enormous machines trusting it to bring me to my destination.  

 

My adventure about to begin, I can only hope I will find the happiness and peace of soul when I reach the end of my journey.