Something on the older side, but I didn’t see it on the list of things I’ve posted here already.
I can see a flicker in the distance,
A faint light dancing in the gloom.
With each passing moment I worry that it’s going out,
I worry that the world will go dark again.
Even though I’ve never been close enough to feel its warmth,
I still cherish that distant dancing light.
I can only imagine how warm it must feel,
To know the touch of that little light in a world of dark.
As much as a yearn to feel it,
I dare not get any closer.
I dare not do anything to risk putting out that dancing light,
The only light I can see.