The Candle.

Wrote this in the dark under candlelight

Look at how bright the candle shines.
It was like the Sun. It is the Sun.

It casts vivid shadows
Even in the infinite darkness.
The light runs -

Across the Universe,
Other flames flicker
But none like this one.

Ever-burning. It is ever-burning.
It is forever yearning

To grow.

The wax that makes it is the first to go.
Sooner or later the rest follow.

It cries.
It sacrifices the body
For the head of gold.