I have a memory of when
To begin was to begin
Not to endure
Not to pull through
Just to begin
As when we fall
Back up again
Footsteps in time
Will surely find
What to begin again
Feels like
A faithful friend
When we are faced with
What feels right
A new beginning
Is renewed
With memories
That in the end
Will rise
Before the
Dawn of time
Begins again
© GÄ
Poétique 