A single tea light

When the wind has swept through the garden,

And the darkness of night is descending,

Be glad of that one tea light on the door step.

See the guidance it brings you,

Small and insignificant yet impactful on the darkness,

It could be crushed easily,

Yet its flame burns bright,

It can be put out yet it burns for you.

A single tea light in the distance burns brightly,

Move towards it and you see the shadows change,

The flame flickers and the trees move,

The change in the air,

The chill on your spine,

The dark in your eyes.

A tea light many be small, weak and pathetic,

But its tongue can do as much damage as that of a snake,

It can flick and toss and leap and curl and you cannot escape its reach.


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