When we met
You pulled the blinds back
And let in the sun
At first I was unsure
What to do with so much light
So you took some in the palm of your hand
Carried it to the door
And let it out, gently, into the world
We stood in the doorsill
Watching the light move into the night
At times getting lost in the shadows
I was scared for the light
But you looked at me, and smiled,
Confident,
The light would find a way