Celebrating the End, Living the Now

 Why don’t we celebrate death, we fear?
Not in denial, but holding it near;
For it is not the end we deny,
But the reason we truly live before we die.

If life had no end, no final breath,
Would we value a moment without death?
Each second would fade, unnoticed, untrue
No urgency left in all that we do.

From sages of old to voices today,
They whisper softly the same quiet way:
Life is not ours to hold or command,
But to feel, to live, like grains of sand.

So don’t just wait for a distant tomorrow,
Don’t drown your now in unseen sorrow;
Smile in this breath, let your heart sing
For ending itself gives life everything.