The End

There are to types of passing away, of The End:

a) scary version:
the passing away caused by an accident, of children, of persons at the height of their lifes.

b) accepted, sometimes even welcomed version:
it's part of the everlasting cycles of life, of being born, living, dying, and being reborn.

I've been very scared of version a) when I was younger.
Today, at the age of almost 60, and a lot of considering what the true qualities of our lives seem to be, I've come to see version b) as a friend, as a reliever from mishaps that might be ruling the actual life cycle, with the almost certain promise that it will change for the better, but could also change for the worse, in the next cycles.

All cycles together might sum up as an average of what's possible at the comfortable and not so comfortable end in the qualtity of each cycle.