Sunday 5 August 2012

WAITING FOR THE WIND


The sky is clear and the night is young


And darkness is here to stay


My sole candle still burns with delight


Awaiting the fateful wind!


My wick looks up to the heavenly sky


And my light fills the dark universe


But for the passing wind


Will I not enlighten another night?


Will I not last till I burn and melt away?


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