Little Flame

Ever watched a flame in a candle? It seems almost…..fragile. As if any small misplaced breath could snuff it out. You fear that each exhale will end it. But it doesn’t. You blow, but all you accomplish is making that small flame dance. It takes a precise breath, dragged from your lungs and aimed at that flame to snuff it out. But still, it does not go easily. It leaves behind its essence to resonate in the smoky trail left floating, and in the charred area where it once stood. It won’t be forgotten.

Little flame, dancing in a hurricane

keep living

The found weight of a frozen fate

it means nothing

Hunter winds and thunder calls

they keep coming

Secret dreams, begging for a safe abode

cry louder

Tiny heart, with burdened weight

keep pumping

Take a breath, of gentle air

keep breathing

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