Candle in the wind

The bright fire lit a thousand candles and I was one of them,
A tempest came and shook us all, and threw us into darkness,
We stood there helpless ,waiting to be ignited again,
The fire fights will all its might,its survival still at stake.

I wait in darkness,feeling useless and wasted,
I wait in darkness ,watching the fire struggle and feeling handicapped,
I wait in darkness wondering...

Should I wait there silently supporting the fire
Or should I move out and reduce the burden of the fire

I wondered and still wonder...
But I have made a decision to move out,
With the hope that some day I can return strong enough to help the fire win its battle for survival.