Journey to end with the light*
Life one day started out like a candle stick
Inside of it was its path, the wick
Once it was on its way to be lit
This light took direction and that was it
Melting it was through the moments in time
Each spot through this it made, oxygen it did find
Lower and lower the wick burned through
A steady flame that knew what to do
No longer was it to be upright and firm
It just kept moving onward, the wick it did burn
Dissolving with itself, a waxy build up in the blend
A lit step at a time, nearing it's end
One thing that was noticed, expiration so near
It was the past of this candle, that was slowly to disappear
Once things are in motion there is only one thing do
Is surviving in the next moment, something they must go through
Like are friend the candle not goo from it's blend
But was it great use on the path from beginning to end
Dom*Colucci © 2016
~Image credited from Google Images~
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