Always Arriving

We fear beginning
without knowing
when we will be done.

Living is our
flesh and blood adventure.
Spirits journeying together
into waiting after lives.

Human beings:

One day we’re born,

we live,
we grieve,
we celebrate,

and one day
we pass on
to become ancestors.

It all matters.

Life is not linear.
It is cyclical and labyrinthine,
obstacles, solutions, learnings
and unlearning, ebb and flow.

Having not yet arrived,
we continually arrive.

© 2026 Bruno Talerico
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