I had waited in eternity
To let the spirit light me
And it was lit in time instinctively
The wax of you held me
And I was burning out
The more I burnt
The more you lost
But yet not for a moment
you failed to hold me
And at some point I thought
I would part
Rather than finish out
But you refrained
from turning away
from your noble fate
And left me with
nay to do but burn
myself to annihilation
While I watched your formless
form dance around me
and as fate willed
I too contemplated
in burning with utter rhapsody
And so as the curtains fell
And the ending vision ensued
In the heart of every witness
a spectacular vision was beheld
Of the wick, the wax, the fire, the dance
In the ballad of a Candle
Written for Friday writings # 38 : To Burn
@ Poets and Storytellers United
