2026-05-06 23:33 UTC
i went for a walk today
down the wooded lane
birds flitting here to there
horses out to graze
and dandelions wisping
away
away
away
“nothing lasts forever”
i heard their tiny voices say
“but everything begins again;
this has always been The Way.”
i went for a walk
down the wooded lane
and watched the dandelions
wisp away
away
away
away
but even they
will begin again
and this is the hope
for any end—
nothing lasts forever
but every beginning
starts with an end
and every end
is where a Thing begins
this has always been The Way
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@ard_the_rich@mastodon.art 2026-05-07 06:14
@cupcakefae@sunny.garden "Why are they so obsessed with Start and End?" asked Universe. "It's my heartbeat. I don't intend it, and I can't suppress. It just goes on forever. Nothing is special about each Start or any End." "I don't know either." replied Dandelion. "I never met Start or End. I am here. I am now." Dandelion stopped for a moment. "Maybe Start and End are just like me. Away, away, away." Then she spread her dream, and —out of nothing— got gently lifted up.