Ignites a tiny section
Of the tree that looms ahead
And leaves a tiny patch of light
On the asphalt road below
While at the same time bringing
A more subtle cast of light to our surroundings,
In which every drop of fog
Creates a sense of mystery,
Obscuring what’s ahead.
Each of us carries light within:
The choice is always ours,
Whether to ignite or to obscure
With that power.
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