The Candle In The Glass: A Poem

The Candle In The Glass


The candle in the glass flickers
so pretty
so golden
as it floats upon the water
casting light that sparkles and spins
upon the glass
a sight of beauty
that makes one feel warm and welcome in the dark
the door opens
a cold wind blows in
and the light dances for its life
The door closes
and the light shines brightly once more
no longer having to deal with the icy cold fingers of death in that chilling wind
It sparkles in the glass
doing a dance of joy
Instead of a dance of struggle
for its very existence.
But people barge in through the door
opening wide the icy cold breath of the thing that seeks to extinguish the light
The light of the candle in the glass
And one of these times the cold wind of death will come bursting in
and snuff out the light of the candle in the glass
And that light will burn no more
Oh, the same candle may be lit again
but the light that burns
will not be the light that burnt before.


-A poem written by Christopher
 Friday September 25th
 2015.