And I followed the light..

The twilight under which, he kissed me for the first time,

the mysterious fire, I saw in the  distance of a mountain,

the red light to which my heart skips a beat, while my phone flashes his name,

the dim light of my cozy room where I sit and play melodies,

the candlelight in the darkest of some hours, 
the magic of moonlight on a quiet fathomless night,

the innumerable speck of lights, I passed on a train journey,

the lighthouse beams sweeping across a stormy night sea,

the temple lamps swaying in the darkness,

the fireflies hiding around the sacred tree,

the beam of sunlight on the budding green leaves,

the stars crowded around the virgin night,

 the rays of fog light in which, I drove back home on a Saturday evening,

the colorful lights illuminated on a house, night before their daughter’s wedding,

the feel of lights inside a Theater, before the show opens,

the length of green signal, for which, I always wait in the traffic,

the tiny lantern, I saw at the doorstep of a hut,

and the light of my laptop in the midst of darkness

I found it all on the spark of his searching eyes
the man with a lantern

And, when he told , “ I am the light”

I took my bag and followed

some lights are like that 
it may be only a beam,
but it contains, billions of promises