With warm heart i lit a lamb,
It shone sweetly and faintly
but the path became clear,
to those who didn't know where to
step.
In the darkest hour,
when they wailed in pain,
with a gentle hand,I soothed
them to sleep,
with the song only my gentle heart
and the suffering souls understood,
i watched them get back to their normal routine,
and my candle continued shinning,
and giving light to the suffering.



© purity ndinda