Somewhere in the restless cycle of this world, somewhere there’s a memory of that fire enduring for eight golden nights,Lifetakes: The Ninth Candle,Somewhere in the restless cycle of this world, somewhere there’s a memory of that fire enduring for eight golden nights
S omewhere somehow
sometime long ago
someone lit an oil wick and You gave a miracle.
What have You given me?
You gave me a thin whisper of smoke curling
upward and dissipating.
You gave me a puddle of wax and burnt oil wicks
in an uncertain world
and the tragic loss of a blazing fire that didn’t happen.
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