The light inside
It wavers, brightening, then fading
I still carry on, letting it light the way

It begins to fade, growing cold
I cannot see, though this has happened before
"Who am I?" I wonder in the dark

"No matter," I say, continuing on
Bumbling through the tough terrain
The ember slowly growing

I come across another
Whose light is growing dim
"Want to walk together, friend?" I ask

Onward we wander
Darkness growing scarce
Until our lights waver both

Another light approaches
Asking us to join them
As their light grows

We wander far
Collecting friends
To help stave off the dark