Two ends

What begins ends
To begin anew
Half old or half new
It is still half not full

This is the truth of life
Let's us face it
Life is not all roses
Let's us accept it

When we run away from truth
It hounds us
When end is sure and certain
It will catch us

Even the chosen ones fear
When they sense
That the death stalks
Over their shoulder and so near

We are like this
Being humans and no gods
But he has made us capable
To even surpass the gods

The beginning and end
No friends yet close
Points on a circle that overlap for sure
One goes behind curtain and reappears in new clothes

Forties, fifties or a century
These are occasions to thank him
With His grace we have come this far
And if He so wills we shall go further surely

Life and death
They are no friends
One lives and breathes
Between the two ends!