A Steady Flame“Yet through the storm, a hope remains, A soft embrace that soothes my pain. Your love, a beacon shining true, A refuge strong to pull me through. In your presence, fear departs, A melody that mends my heart.”—— Darshan Regmimore poemscoincidence or not…even though it has been so long since i trusted you,maybe it was never meyou came in heavy not loud, just... certainI wouldI would grind my bones to dust just to light a fire