"Observing the End"
Somberly staring into the myriad of colors i see the world, 
one of many out there other than mine.
as i gaze into its depths i see it end, in the most beautiful explosion of color,
everything ending in just a flash. 
But in the end i see another beginning, one full of love, peace, and void of corruption.
But in its wake of its creation i see, looming, another end.
Could it be the end of the beginning or the beginning of the end.
Not knowing i move on, ever wondering if other worlds will befall such beauty in its destruction, silently extinguished but viewed with sorrowful eyes and open minds.