Candlelight
A candle has many forms.
Curiosity exploring a dark place,
Spooking the eyes with it's erratic dance
A holy gateway fighting the darkness,
Burning bright to show the way.
A raging passion,
Spreading love and creating atmosphere.
A last hope,
when the light dies, so will survival.
A quiet lullaby.
calming the turmoiled soul and encouraging reflection.
Such a small element has more power than the greatest king.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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