Awaiting us all
Guiding in peace
To the beginning
Free from want and regrets
An end to bad memories
Anxieties quelled
Toil ceased
Boredom cured
Nations concluded
Earth liberated
Everything accomplished.

The Grand Victory
And Reward for all things
A well-deserved rest
To honor our struggle
Time to contemplate, by the ocean
A starless sky
Tranquil silence
No babble or chatter
Not even the confusion of dreams.

To enter it quickly
Is anyone's choice
Or to remain and ponder
And enjoy what beauty
Or friendship persists
What fleeting vivaciousness
And drunken excess
Keeps us gripped to the rock
Lustful indulgence
Heartfelt movie endings
The sense of achievement
Yet to love it too much is to lose it
So one must stay fixated,
Ever referring to that clammy hand
Which brings us home.

Thus claims its prize
The empty night;
Despair triumphant, and hope dashed.
The devil laughs on frozen throne.
For aeons, the dust lies dormant
Until divine rumination is done
And entertainment is sought.
It is swirled up in a cone,
Reconfigured,
Placed again into action,
Breathed once more with life,
Every spirit restored.
Not the same,
As that would be dull.
Rather, new; living and new.