Light

"Raindrops used to race down my window, Disappointed at every speck of negativity The light was filtered out of my room, I couldn't feel the light Searching for more than a flashlight, Didn't find it from peers or my closet Digging around the objects on the floor, A treasure was found My bible it laid dusty and unused, Picking it up felt like raising a sword Carefully I skin through, Cracks of light broke into my heart This light! I can feel it! THough it was just a appetizer, It brought the light back to my life All it takes is a spark to start a fire" -Joy Reinhardt