Beginnings

If I promised you that I would prove myself to be your friend
and in time you’d see that I could be with you until our end
and although at first it was my thirst for you that bought me time
in the hoping that you’d cope with knowing I was justified

in the stories of our histories
in the light that fought our darkness
in the stories of our mysteries
all born of our beginnings

if I turned to you to ask the truth in all that we’ve discovered
would you turn away before you knew just what you had uncovered
when I crossed the sands with shaking hands & trembling wild flowers
just to offer dreams from sparkling streams & scintillating showers