The Flame
A candle is alive;
The metal casing
Around the wax
Which glints in
It’s own light
Is like the flesh,
Warm from the
Inner workings.
The pale wax
Itself which
Melts under the
Fire and is
Sculpted by
The heat is
Like the organs
Within - the
Fuel for the
Flame.
The wick is
Like the mind,
Awaiting its own
Ignition by a
Fiery match;
The inspiration.
And then the
White hot
Flame is the
Idea;
The result of
The inspiration;
The soul,
The essence
Of the living.
But what
Happens when
The flame dies
Out?
A new match
Is required.
Trust the match
Will come.
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