An infinite sea of darkness,
with specs of light that I could only dream of seeing.
There I was,
cold and sturdy in my ways and my heart.
Traveling the same routes,
another step here and another there.
Repeating a hundred, no, a thousand times.
Lifeless, expressionless, unmoving.
Was there even a way to tell?
I did not know time, much like I didn't know myself.
There was some excitement, I suppose
when storms came my way and dented my heart.
If there were reason to continue my pointless existence,
I wanted to know it, pursue it, hold it.
Yet, it crumpled away, fading into nothingness.
But one day, I saw you spark.
You lit ablaze the sea of black before my eyes.
My existence had meaning that I did not see
My life had purpose I did not know.
Each stone thrown my way,
Each storm I endured was all for a reason.
I basked in the glory of your light, hoping to reciprocate the emotions you gave.
I reflected you, to sing your praise.
I gave light to others as you so gave to me.
You gave my edges beauty,
and without you, I would not know the universe could be so bright.