Life of Candle

Life Of Candle For hours, fire on the candle, dances down the counter Wick burns lower into ash Vaporized, combusted, lashing out at life Grows shorter, balanced, waxed into oblivion Transforms as molten puddles on the floor Flame fills in the shadows corners of the room Flickers against the solid dark What was once white, is dimmed Goes out in a flash in candles style and form Almost exactly as when it started Smoke gives no warning of the passing Immeasurably born it fades away Into the shadows grave