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Part IV: Terminus

from Terminus by STOLACE

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I still have this photo, when we were in the mountains
I wish I could see you one more time… Just one more time...

You never know how things will play out,
Like there’ll always be another tomorrow —
But who am I to tell fate that I haven’t had enough,
To tell Death, “not yet, just one more day.”
I’ve had a good run at this — filled so many good things.
Despite all the troubles, the hardships, and pain —
All the nonsense that I ever stressed over —
All my ambitions, the things I worked so hard for —
Vain attempts at making a name for myself —
..they were nothing at all,
...not when I think about how amazing my time has been
...with you
...and on this amazing planet we call home.
So much beauty.


All that we worry about or trouble ourselves with,
It can’t compare to the joy of seeing the sun rising over the horizon,
Or witnessing the emerald green fields, glistening after a summer shower,
Or passing through the snow-capped mountain ranges, that stretch far beyond the horizon,
Reaching out towards the sky and boasting magnificent tales of their longevity,
Or listening to the meditative mantra of the great waters presenting itself to you on the shoreline,
Or lying on your back, gazing at the stars at night — numberless, near-eternal, like the possibilities in front of you.

The entirety of our cares, or our concerns that burden us in our short existence,
They pale in comparison
To the beauty that surrounds us.
To the vastness of the oceans, or broadest of seas,
To the enormity of this giant rock orbiting the sun,
To the incomprehensible size of our universe
And all the wonders that lie eternally beyond our reach
So much beauty.
So much beauty.


You’ve got this finite window — you’ve been given this little memento from death
A postcard to write your own story on,
Filled with moments of joy, suffering,
Love and loss,
Peace, conflict,
Creativity.
Don’t wait for someone else to write your story,
Or to come along and make it happen for you —
You’re the author.
You’re the poet.
Fill your pages with your own tales of seeking wisdom, showing kindness, practicing the lost art of patience, and finding every opportunity to show love and compassion.
Write your stories with an insatiable thirst, a thirst for making this moment count.
You only have this one moment.
And it’s filled with so much beauty.
So much beauty.
So much beauty.

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from Terminus, released January 31, 2020

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STOLACE Minnesota

STØLACE is multi-instrumentalist, composer, and producer Michael Tangen from the Twin Cities area in Minnesota.

In addition to creating a wide array of music under the name "STOLACE", he produces the weekly global ambient music program "The STOLACE | RELAY STATION" which features ambient, neoclassical, new age, and world music artists from around the globe. Tune in at stolace.com/relay-station/ ... more

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