All Are One Poem by Amy Van Dyk

It began as just a point of light
The depth of it's brightness
Shown on through the night
It sang and danced as it carelessly grew
Caring not of what they already knew
Sharing none of this light with those who did need
Thinking nothing of others, powered by greed
A day finally came when pure darkness arrived
Standing one all alone it would not survive
It floundered and circled and let out a cry
The others together, bright as the sun sky
Helplessly mourned as this point of light died