Endings and Beginnings

I remember the days when I thought all the love stories had already been told,

All the songs had already been written,
And the poetry was finished, as if complete.

I remember the days when I thought all the skies had already been reached,
All the hills stood as high as they could, and the climbing was done, as if complete.

Then the Lord whispered, „It's just the start of the journey. „
And so, I began to believe.