Our Candle

The flame of the candle’s close, Don’t speak let’s keep silence both, Heart’s beating at Heaven’s doors Meantime weather’s bad and crying. The stars are unseen with mist The shadows in black height twist And I am like forest beast with nature, at least I’m trying. Again you are in my dreams Some bird sings for us it seems The wind’s in the bush with whims of night and it has its habit, There’s no sleep on silent earth And I cannot sleep of course with undying love and curse The trees bow to show its credit. Perhaps, you are out of sleep, You look through the glass in deep of darkness that has to weep, The candle will warm you really, It doesn’t spare burning flame, Day’s finished, it doesn’t blame, The candle will speak my name to melt in the night with feeling.