As time here runs short

and the words begin

to run dry,

the best has been saved

for last;

a chance meeting and two days away

reveal a world unknown, a world

open only to initiates

of a certain creed,

a new horizon with no visible end,

a beginning that floats on

the updrafts of possibility,

and all it took was

one person, someone with

a mind seldom found, someone with

ideas so new,

so refreshing,

they shine

like dew in the dawn.


the end is near

but life’s just waiting

to start