Continuity

Indefinite existence

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Welcome!
For here is the finish line
Dotted in white lines
Preferably black shades.
Human discretion off course
For whatever beginnings
An end must have.

What about the sky
What about the ocean
What about the air
All of the horizon.

What about the humans
Transcendent divinity
For in the beginning
There was no beginning
And the end seems continuous.

Are dotted shades enough
To bring an end in itself.
Transition may take it place
But here comes abode
Another beginning
Divinely enrobed

Do no not be decieved
By an endlessly
Ending End.