Falling

You were with me at the start.

I didn't know you then, but you knew me. Others told me about you, and I met you briefly. You might have called us acquaintances.

But you didn't appear to live up to their reference. I did not see you in the deep darkness; you did not protect me. I doubted your character, thought you a myth.

When I did see you, you offered love, and a Way. I spit in your face, I defied your suggestions.

Then I fell, helpless, alone.

And despite it all, you were there, and you caught me.