Birth and death,

Beginnings and endings

Those at the start of the day

And those watching the sun set

We all start out fresh

Unwrinkled

Sublime

But use up that spark,

Until one day,

The light winks out

The curtains fall,

And the next act begins

What if the light we see

As we go on our journey

At the end

Is the beginning?

An endless round,

The tautology of life

And death

And all things

In between