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That in it all I learnt, it is indeed the journey.

Everything that has a beginning, surely has an ending.

Bringing tears to the eyes, the thought of all the moments before the last goodbye.

Thus as It is written all things end.

But in that, gratitude forgoes melancholy;

The beginning and the end are sides of the same coin.

Plated with a singular emotion;

That in the beginning there’s birth pangs and joy, and in the end the whims of the downtrodden concludes.

It is to be chosen, what it is that we write in the space in between.

Capturing this with the lens of the soul, from every word spoken, every song sang, and friendship made, to love felt, pain endured and relationships that fade.

Some beginnings are sad and some happy, thus the beauty lies in the story that precedes.

That’s where everything that makes the story is defined.

To each hand a pen to write.

Just as the moon helps the night tell its story.

It’s the light we have, the fight we wield and the passion in our ink, that allows us write this bittersweet story.

The sad and happy one.

Take a pause and look back at what has been written thus far, have you lived it. Would you sign it with tears or joy, or the bittersweet mix of both.

Regardless; this thing called life, is a beautiful thing, breathed by God and birthed by God’s special design.

For suddenly pain begets joy, and tears give way for smiles and uncontrollable laughter.

Moments shared creates memories cherished, even those we try to forget, yet we must remember.

The story oftentimes tells heartache, and yearnings of a broken heart, even solemn grief.

And the words cancelled for mistake sake.

Afraid of the cliff, we hang unto the words of others, let them write for us. Often times we give our story to someone else, other times we let them tell us what to write.

For as long as we write their words our way; the tale still, is ours.

Like fairies writing Peter’s story on that lucky shooting Star.

We must indeed keep writing, no one tells you better than you.

With this pen I have written words, poetry and stories.

My message is clear, for this here is my moon and star; as night draws near.

if you get to write this life, write with the ink of passion.

And indeed, as I write this I dread the end, however, that too must come, before then please enjoy the story.

The King

Arthur-Daniel

@yourpenship