Owen Cullimore Poet Rhyme

AS The Candle Burns

As the candle burns
The pages turn
With history in the making
But as we read about our past
Of things we thought would never last
And of time that life was taking

Page on page our lives unfold
Of the story to be told
In many years from whence we came
Of battles won, of things invented
People with lives not so contented
No one page is just the same 

So as it flickers and sheds is light
We read on well into the night
History unfolding before our eyes
Be it a novel or a book of fact
It takes time for us to react
To release that inner, disguise

As the Candle flickers and burns
The wax down the candle onward it churns
Illuminates the flower bowl with ease
Its red leaves flutter in the light evening breeze
As through yonder window it creeps
While everyone else in the house quietly sleeps

What wonders do we discover and take in?
A wondrous feeling since we begin
To understand from whence we came
Compared to history our lives today are tame
So as I put down my nightly read
Sleep succumbs if I succeed

To contain my excitement of what I have learned
Collected that for which I have yearned
Some detail of our former existence
The love, the pain with no resistance
As slumber overtakes my mind
I am sure tomorrow more knowledge I will find

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