I will whisper this once
and not look back.

How a single word changed everything.
Lightning struck, I began again.

Look look how I stride across the field
all alight.

Don’t read the passage over and again.
You grow cold huddled to the history of the spark.

Somethings are like matches. 
Once they’ve lit the fire their duty's done.

Close the book now.
Come with me.