Warmth

From dark alleys,

A light evolves,

Unknown, I am of the bearer,

A blurry haze covers my line of sight,

Unknown, I am of the path,

Criss- cross obstacles adorn the road,

Unknown, I am of the destination,

Long it seems, without any foreseeable end,

This tiny speck of light emerges,

Grows into a huge cover of brightness,

Skeptical, I am of its power,

I know not,

A ray of light from a distant star is enough to brighten a room,

Skeptical, I am of its hope,

I know not,

Against the backdrop of darkness, light shines,

Skeptical, I am of its accomplishment,

I know not,

How a candle sacrifices itself to light a room,

From dark alleys of a womb, a tiny life evolves,

A mother is born, providing warmth for a lifetime.

135 words.

Let the light shine. Happy Deepavali.

Thoughts :- A tiny life is born, a mother is born:- An ode from a child to mother.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for running the Reena’s Exploration Challenge #161. The challenge is to write a piece using the theme of light. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.