In the peaceful night
No-thing disturbs this flame,
but unplaced voices calling
Words from an unknown
Language in my own head
Unknowable, I understand
“Light a candle”, she says,
On this your table,
“Dance with me” she says,
Over this your sorrow,
“Make love to me” she says.
Before this your grave,
“Stay with me” she says,
Beyond this your destiny.
67paintings 
14 replies on “Flickering Flame”
I love this. For what it leaves unsaid…
under this wonder – I come forth..
I sense Lila – is at hand
Light a candle…this is your table…… Perfection
Thanks Andrea, with much love.
Straight striding into sunset!
like a light bird…
yes
and
without
pity
: )
:) there’s no other way, said the candle to the moth
yes.
Came back several times and every time I felt goosebumps.
Since writing it, I haven’t been able to look at a candle in the same light again.
Brilliant, love this.
mei
The flame (or a beacon of light) represent so many things to so many folk. For me it is looking for potential, or a light within. The flame burns in my solar plexus.