I hold the glow for the creatures that roam the undergrowth.
I tease the weary travellers who wonder whether I can sustain life.
I am the ear to the lone wolf who sings sweet songs to his mate.
The holder of every star you have wished on
And cursed at because it didn't come true.
I paint the black sea with my white gold touch as the waves caress the sands beneath it.
I kiss the naked skin of young lovers who share stories of their childhood.
I am the nightlight to troubled souls resting their minds and eyes.
I show that no matter how dark the world seems; a guiding light will show you the way home.