A candle has a strange life.

 

This candle shines brightly before me,

Bickering and flickering at every swipe

But for a moment, let it be

Then you will know delight.

The candle is warm,

the candle is smooth.

The candle is then delightful

to both, me and you.

The candle has its turns to shine,

and then for a while it subsides.

And then the candle should get ready,

for its next day to shine.

 

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