Light in the Dark Room

One day I saw this light flicker in this dark room,
Which made me wonder is it too soon?
To except this light to be the dawn of an everlasting sun,
But then I saw, or perhaps thought it had begun,
The light opening the door and showing its full face,
And in the room of darkness there wasn't a trace...
Which tempted me to ask this light...
Hoping that it might...
Stay, forever, till the end of eternity for me,
No, I can't just let it be...
But then again, I am afraid,
Of what is this light made?
Me asking it to stay  forever,
Would it burn this bright feather?
If I had the courage to say,
This is how I would probably pray:

like the song you like to sing to,
like the music you like to dance to,
you are important to me.

like the dress you love to wear,
like the wine you like to drink,
you are special to me.


I want this brightness to never end,
But after asking can I mend?
the feather, if it burns,
to whom would i then turn,
to bring back this light in my life,
no matter how hard i strive,
it will be irreparable i think,
which again puts me on the brink,
i have seen so many times,
but am never able to climb...