I was recalled to life
I was
I caught your spark.
No way for you to see,
Too far away.
You have an impact you don’t see?
But it isn’t your responsibility.
It’s just what happens when you move,
Coincidence, serendipity.
Like the ripples caused by a stone thrown into a pond.
Like the fire started from an errant spark
Starts the whole cycle again.
I had lost my way.
Had two feet in the grave.
I had given up on foolish things.
Clinging to the way things were in the past.
And you pulled me back out of the shallow grave.

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