Beginnings

Eventually all things come to pass,
A time proven fact.
Time invested, wasted in a broken heartbeat.
Laughter, Tears, Affection,
Gone for good.
Endings are sorrowful affairs
and they leave scars.
Scars that run deep and haunt our souls.
But like the phoenix,
beginnings rise from the ashes.
They bring with them,
hope, desire, a better way of life.
A beginning heralds the death of an end.
The corner stone of humanity is our ability 
to brush off our shoulders, dump the baggage,
and start afresh.
Every poet will know
There is nothing more challenging 
Than a blank, glaring page
Staring up at you
Taunting and challenging you
to move your pen and create something beautiful.

* For Jls as promised!