Bruce Cockburn said this quote

“ I've been scraping little shavings off my ration of lightAnd I've formed it into a ball, and each time I pack a bit more onto itI make a bowl of my hands and I scoop it from its secret cacheUnder a loose board in the floorAnd I blow across it and I send it to youAgainst those moments whenThe darkness blows under your doorIsn't that what friends are for? ”