The Last Candle
You light up my darkness
With your luminescent soul.
As you melt away
My dreams get the illumination just right.
I see you there burning,
Incandescently; as you weep silently.
For a moment for an eternity,
I watch you bleed wax and white smoke.
With nothing but darkness up and round
The wax hardens leaving a warm spot full of scented memories.
The darkness chokes you with all its might
Yet you still endure.
Warm and soothing; dispelling the darkness
But dangerous; when left unattended.
A flame burns…
Blow out the candle! Let it go they say!
They watch the smoke dance up in the air,
As the flames leave with a simple dance.
The last candle; glowing bright,
A silent denouement; flames no more.
The hardened wax; only remembrance of remnants of life
Still, nothing can weigh you down.
As I watch your little flame dance, I realise
All the darkness in the world can’t put out a candle’s light.