It shimmers brightly,
One great beam, warmth among the cold.
It almost hurts the eyes of passers by.
Slowly time moves on,
Other lights flitter past, some bright, some dim.
Briefly they merge with this one glittering ray,
Then move on brighter than before.
Gradually the light dims,
Unnoticeable at first, but I see it fade.
The other lights continue by, growing stronger,
As if sucking the life away.
Some will swim around the first light,
But their indecision weakens them and they move on.
The ray is now a pale slit,
Hiding in the darkness that surrounds.
Attempting to twinkle, it blinks pathetically,
And other lights no longer pass it by.
I watch as the blinking slows and know.
The final blink is longer in one last burst of life.
A light dies alone and darkness prevails.
