For sometimes
our lights
burn dim.
Not very bright.
For replacing
is necessary.
But, we're
not yet ready.
Still clinging
to what we have.
For fear of change
we endure.
Though,
God says,
Dear child,
For time
had come
to turn the page.
To change
your heart
dimmed light.
For it hides
your shine,
My child.
