*~* Beginnings *~*

This story starts like all good stories do ...
Once upon a time...
Long, long ago
A search began.

I wanted to know
What was out there ...
I wanted to know
Who was out there ...

I found a land of a Black Sun
And I lingered there ...
Alone,
A wanderer
In a strange land.

I met a Nomad
And we became
More than friends.
His words, lost in his soul,
The shimmery sparkly
Excitement of glass
Gone for me.

I became his muse;
He became mine.
His words crept slowly forth
Into a torrent of stories.
We shared them
Adding and subtracting
To and for each other.

My eyes found the light.
My fingers cut and shaped
Once more.
We were happy.

But nothing is ever really hidden
And ... She found our words,
Words meant only for each other
And she took him from me
That very day.

Not one word of good bye.
Just gone.
Who knew this sharing of only words
Could cut so cruelly when taken
So quickly away?
I knew.

Slowly, very slowly,
Cautiously
I ventured forth again
Watching, wondering,
Alone again.

I found a Dreamer
Of the most special kind
Filled with Magic and Wonder,
A Knight from a new land.

I took his hand and he led me there.
The world is divided up into Meridians
And I had found mine.

He was my Galahad;
Truly he was ...
With White Knights
All around him.

He asked for my hand
On bended knee.
In shock and surprise
I blinked and agreed.

He was patient and kind.
He and his Knights
Taught me the ways
And I lived in happy bliss.

Time passed as time tends to do,
Sometimes quickly, sometimes so slowly.
And then one day he led me
Through a new portal to a new land,
A world just for us
Of Dreamers and Angels.
Time surrounded us;
The past and the future merged.

It was an Active World.
They gave me a city to rule.
Many came and we thrived
But the wicked witches of that land
Did not care to be less
And they took away my city
On a dark and windy day.

We fled away into the dark
In tears and disbelief
But as one door closes
The light from another shines forth.

Dreamers must dream.
They cannot be held
And a new land appeared.

We went on a forever quest
In a land of trees and elves.
A new and larger guild,
Dashain, was born and grew.

New quests came and left;
New lands opened for us.
Then ... I quested again alone.
He had found his true love.

Discouraged, sad and lonely
I longed for a second chance,
A second life.
They say search and you will find
And it was true!

A new world.
A new me.
New lands.
Friends to find and love.

Words and life
Are meant for sharing
And again in space and time
I found mine.
~*~
Never the ending only another beginning.