The Author

In the beginning there was an idea

It cut through the darkness with a beacon

It found its voice and it began speakin’

Words tumbled out with a purpose so clear

Words that could not be destroyed or halted

Words that formed into that which must be told

To form more ideas – more precious than gold

And once they knew how to walk, they bolted

Life was created with a waving hand

Universes were born with just one thought

Characters came and their voices they sought

And they walked on to forge legends so grand

And as long as there are words to apply

Ideas will never stop, falter or die

2nd August 2012