Once upon a time there was a light
that dimly shone in the sky
timid among stars, shy
a light so brittle
so little
hazy
 
And there it stood as it could clinging
to the night´s robe, gripping
but the robe went ripping
and there it fell weeping
to the ground slipping
 
Nobody noticed that it had gone
but on the ground there was none
that shone better than this light
thus became a beacon in sight
 
Such is faith when the perspective is changed…

Carlos di Paulo Zozaya