Obscured by a candle,
The way forwards within a shimmering flame
Swaying in the breeze of a million days wasted
Slowly burning away and melting over itself.
And still the flame,
Shining to the Gods of all light
The Sun of a mini-universe growing inside a molecule of wax
Creating and destroying
As it seeps down its candlestick landscape like lava
Cooling, Setting solid
Forming new worlds wherein universes can create themselves
And Expand themselves to fill the many holes of existence.
The ones that are obscured by a candle,
The way forwards within a shimmering flame
Just a million days wasted swaying in the breeze.
