Sparks

I think shadows are attracted to light.
I think there's a battle only shadows
want to fight;
to engulf all in darkness & keep
truth out of sight.
But I think
I know
the might of a single street lamp...
I see it shine
through my balcony at night,
it burns away
the questions & doubt
that darkness may entice.

I think a flickering candle however,
draws questions like moths
to its flame.
Tiny little ponderings of
life's little aims.
Is it possible we're never meant to
return from whence we originally came?
Even if humanity is completely predestined,
one can't help but wonder all the same.

Sarah Connor believed
"There's no fate but what we make."
Well I hate to break it to you baby
but ours are not the only actions
to equate...
There are innumerable other
factors of give-&-take.
We work for what we get;
do the best with what we've got,
and from that
we are able to create.

c.marie