wandering through the trees, just for a jumping light on the wick of a candle

If someone only lights (or rekindles) one fire in you, why follow them into death? Why follow them anywhere? A flame that catches quickly and is not tended to will be snuffed out in the wind, or stifled under a hand.

I would only follow the one who could set a whole forest ablaze in me--and who, over time, even if dwindled in size to nothing more than a few logs on a warm hearth, could keep it stoked, and keep me warm.

But only then, would I go.