Light

Someone you know sits in the dark. Do you take notice? Do you lend them your hand? Do you wish to show them the light?

You sit in the dark
Depressed and broken
Lonely and hurt
I draw near to you
You gaze up at me
Eyes telling me to leave
I disregard the look
I continue my advancement
You begin to stand
You struggle to find your footing
I lend you my hand
You swat it away
“I don’t need your pity!” you cry
I extend my hand again to you
As before…
You swat it away
There we stay in deadlock
Gazes never averting
Finally… I speak
“Let me help you.”
For the last time, I give you my hand
And you give in
You place yours in mine
I hold it tight
I tell you this…
“Let there be light.”