Yes, I know. Dragged into a filthy alley and beat up by slang until it didn’t resemble anything it was before. But how beautiful is it that light becomes lit? Something vanishes through the fire, it is being sacrificed for flame. Just like the “g” and the “h”. May their service not be forgotten.
Sometimes I feel like I am losing my g and h as well. How bright the flame burns? I can never say, it’s lit under my butt. I feel the heat and surely enough I move but how much their sacrifice has given to the flame I hardly ever know.
Light can illuminate, a lit candle shines into the darkness. Something will pay for the light, mostly the wax. A torch burns wood, a flashlight batteries. Humans burn as well, calories. How bright will they shine?
I guess it depends on you.