Saving The Light A Sonnet

Don't hesitate when a passing thought shows a flashing potential. You know you must follow it in hot pursuit, with the hope you can keep its light not just alive but intense as your mortal hands cradle its fragile existence in captivity. Don't rush these moments. Your hands know the work of nurture: they go about it without a false move and soon there is a new light shining in the darkness that every night spills around us in a pool of confusion, but grants us new hope in the light we saved from falling into oblivion.