sparks

If no one ignites my inner light,

how am I supposed to know if I shine?

You could say I shine by myself,

but what if a spark needs to be ignited?

A fire can’t always burst into flames by itself,

it’s brought to life.

Like you did.

With me.

And like fire, you can extinguish me,

leaving embers

beneath a pile of ashes.

But atleast I was alive, even if only for a while.

The fire has turned grey

and cold with time,

but it’s there,

waiting to be ignited again.

 

Nathalie Rizk  is a graphic designer and copywriter. She blogs at https://nathalierizk.blogspot.com and https://bittersweetscribbles.wordpress.com/