If I’m a bulb, You’re electricity.
Without You, I could not illuminate.
It’s only through Your current that’s in me
that light instead of dark can be my fate.
Yet some think that their brightness is their own
and don’t believe in what’s unseen, a force
that has been felt yet still remains unknown
and is of all our lights the power source.
But like a grape that grows upon a vine,
I am a bulb that just lights on a wire,
with current that’s from You and isn’t mine.
So I may light, You are what I require.
As one of many bulbs strung on a tree,
I know You give the light that comes from me.
Mario A. Pita