In a single moment, the entire atmosphere shifts
And everyone standing before you begins pulling out their extravagant gifts.

I didn’t know that you would be here tonight.
I honestly didn’t think you were coming.

And then I realize that had I known, I too would have wanted to bring something brilliant to your feet.

I run to my storehouse, desperate to find something of value.
I look around, scanning shelves, checking corners…
But all I have is ashes.

I let out a defeated sigh and anticipate the familiar embrace of loneliness, but then I hear your bright, warm, life-filled voice.
It couldn’t be. How can you sound so satisfied?

“Perfect! Do you know what you get in return for ashes like these? You stand ashamed with hands full of remnants of what used to be. Did you know that when all you have is ashes, all you gain is beauty?”