Whirlwind

I spent time nurturing your light,
And you spent yours nurturing mine.
Together, our light burned bright.
But in the blink of an eye a whirlwind,
Extinguished your precious light… and mine.
Darkness.

In the dark, the wind carried us apart.
We learned no one else can nurture our own light.
“we won’t let anyone else extinguish it again” we decided. 

I chose to stay away, from threats and natural calamities, Picked up my extinguished lamp and fed it oil.

Then, 

I heard the strike of a match. 

A spark!

My lamp was lit once more.
I watched my light spread,
Pushing back the dark.

Then I saw her face,
She was beautiful.
It was her.
She had started the fire.

I wait for the next whirlwind!