Life: A Story Without an Ending.
Death is often seen as the end of the road, but that’s just because we tend to look at it through a pretty narrow lens. When we only focus on the physical world, it’s easy to think that life stops when our bodies do.
But if you step back and think a little bigger, life isn’t something that just cuts off—it’s a constant flow. It’s like a river that keeps moving, shifting from one form to another, even when it leaves our view. What we call death is really just a change in how we experience life, a move from one chapter to the next, but the story itself keeps going.
When we start to see death as a transition instead of an ending, it changes how we live. The fear of reaching “the end” starts to fade, and we can focus more on enjoying the ride. Life is something that doesn’t really stop; it just keeps moving, evolving, and transforming.
So instead of worrying about when the story will end, we can relax a bit and appreciate every part of it, knowing that life, in one way or another, always goes on.
Death: Just a Chapter Change
When death's no longer feared, just seen as change,
A shift in the tale, not a closing page,
Life becomes lighter, no need to rearrange,
We dance with each moment, free from the cage.
The end's not a wall, just a doorway to pass,
A curtain pulled back, revealing life's vast,
We laugh a bit louder, let worries amass,
For life never stops; it’s just moving too fast.
So we savor the ride, the twists, and the turns,
Knowing each chapter is where the soul learns,
Death’s just a pause, as the next journey yearns,
Life carries us forward, where the fire still burns.
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