Falling Fast

Light

I

Take

A breath

And I let the

Tears flow out of

My windows to the soul

The light takes hold of me

And the light holds on tightly

Almost as if I

Was a flame

And light was

A moth drawn

And a moth

Burned

And water

Takes hold of

My only being

Suddenly I am

I am the truth in the dark

The light's grasp fades

My fire flourishes full

And I am my only

Bittersweet

Only light

Am

I