A Brief Candle

A small flame flickers, it casts a wavering light on a silent room Moments of sudden glare as it burns bright then returns to a glow Caught by breeze it waves side to side like a hula dance Or softly stills, a cone of heat, orange, focused I sit in peace and watch it’s play This little warm mirror, inside I can see my reflected self A private tiny fire, it feels good to do this sometimes To choose a view on my memories, contemplate And then it is extinguished, gone Takes my thoughts, a loss at first then a grateful sense How much I saw in this brief candle flame Jan 2022