I'll show you me, what there is to see,
the dreams, the fears, the anger inside.
I'll bring you into the darkness with me
if you hold the flame high
and warn me of demons
dancing in the shadows.
You've walked these caves before,
you know the sharp edges
and where the path narrows.
You've seen the ancient pictures
of hunted beasts.
You've seen this place, though not with me.
You can show me where the water flows,
where the sun breaks through,
where the gems glitter under the sand.
I'll show you me,
what there is to see,
if you walk ahead and hold the light.
© 1995 Veronica A. Shoffstall