I thought death was the end of my life,
But it is only a start to the life hereafter.
And I thought the fence closed my world,
But when open, it brings a horizon before me.
In Maths, the point ended the line, but in truth
The point begins a plain with no lines in it.
When Ashoka’s victory ended the war kalinga,
His fight for internal peace, then, he began.
To me, the sea was an end to the land I saw,
But then, beneath the sea, there begins the land unseen.
I thought ends put an end to everything,
But then I understood, ends are only the beginnings.
