Flickered Candle - a Collaboration With Eileen Ghali

A huge shout out to my dear friend, Eileen, for creating a wonderful memory with this collaboration. There is a vital lesson when moments like this are created: The cure to uncertainty is togetherness. May we all make more memories like this. Friendships, real ones, are a commodity. Surrounded by impenetrable marble A stained glass perception Milks dignity from dilapidated pores I stare unto retribution’s flame Gliding softly on waxy façade Holding the hand of a friend I hold on, Strength Waning Distorted view of reality Piercing inner sanctum Veil of peace Tranquility Torn asunder Set aflame Melancholic facades Dripping in hardened tears Waxy build-up Inner core of existence Reality Licked by burning infernos, Extinguished I hold on… Holding the hand of a friend We raise eagle’s wing Banishing oppressive lips Venomous soliloquies Tasting alliterated misdirection Uninvited to solace’s peak Our time is now Our time is now! Our time Turning hourglass sands Into horizontal awakenings This eloquent candle will never wane. Our strength faces resurgence Your hands to mine My soul awakened, revived Our orange-hued sands of time Reversing ravages of melting tears Candle light, incandescent, Burning But not melting On this night Burning, But no hesitant flickers, On this night Generating heat of bonded hands Bonded minds Burning flame of mystery Light I hold on to your hand. This is our time OUR TIME! Words set to eternal flame Oh, yes. This eloquent candle shall never wane. ©Drake J. Eszes & Eileen Ghali