I looked at you and I saw the Light;
A light so bright that I could not look away.
With but one gaze upon the light,
I was hooked; My heart took flight.
The rays of light felt pure and sweet;
The joy it brought was unmatched by any other feat.
And for that, I must say thank you.

You helped me see that light again;
But the spark of light I witnessed was not meant to last.
Try as I might, the spark disappeared.
And I was left wondering how could I live with the fear?
The fear of darkness, without ever another spark.

Can you live in darkness without becoming dark?