Candle

Slowly now, there’s shattered glass
Slowly now, the moment has yet to pass

Tonight, the crackle of bones
Haunt the halls 
Like weathered moans
Of fortune's fool

A candle, beguiled
Flickers and feigns its flame
As insecurities and guilt
Brand their name
The body’s older, still,
It hurts just the same

Scarlett footprints keep pace
With the sway of keys

A torrent of unopened doors
Is all the mind sees

Late is the hour
And anxious resolve sets
Alas, the more evident panic
The worse it gets

For every feeling a season
For every second a reason

Tred slowly now, slowly.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Agustin Avatar
February 6, 2026 at 2:22 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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