Burning Brightly

inspire the flame inside

I am a match.
         Strike me and I will burn
                   leave me to the wind and I go out
cradle me, and I’ll glow.
                             I flicker at the slightest breeze
                   bending either which way I’m told
                   diminishing into the night.
But if given the chance my light would call others,
                   and I would give my flame to them, allowing them to shine,
for I am a symbol of brightness
                   my luminosity would be wasted if I did not share it
-and help light the world.
Stepping back, no light burns brighter than any other
                   but as a whole we can blaze the night sky
         as one
and those singled lights may show the world our radiance.