Flickering Candle Golden Glow

Written: August 10, 2023
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In the density of dark—a tale unfolds.
Where shadows dance and secrets are told,
A candle—golden before my eyes,
Illuminating truths, where darkness lies.

Such a flame, so delicate and bright,
Casting its glow, vanquishing the night,
Flickering with—a touch of grace,
Leaving marks upon my soul's embrace

In the depths of shadows, it does reside.
A beacon of hope—a guide to confide,
A flickering candle, its glow such as gold,
A source of solace—a story to unfold

Within its light—the living goad to dream.
To chase ambitions, to reach extremes,
Beyond the boundaries of reality and reason,
Seeking a place where dreams are not treason.

Praying for something unobtainable,
Yearning for a world—that is fantastical,
Existing within the lie of a reverie,
Where the truth is hidden but the heart foresees.

The Flickering Candle, Golden Glow,
A symbol of hope—in the darkness below,
Shining bright, despite the shadows that bind,
Guiding us forward—with a light so kind

In its flicker—a story is told.
Of dreams that burn within its scold.
Of hopes and fears, intertwined,
In the flickering candle—a world we find

So let us embrace its golden flame.
Let it guide us, despite the pain.
In the darkness—it will show,
A path to follow—a way to grow

With each flicker—a raw chapter begins.
As the candle's golden glow never dims.
In the density of dark, we'll leave our mark.
With dreams that ignite—such a flickering

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