Dissolve
Dissolve
Who am I?
I sat in the darkness
of a room
whose only light gently flickered from a candle’s wick.
The flame danced
left then right
as it swirled again and again
casting a performance on
the walls…
a ballad
designed for only this moment.
A tear formed in my eye
and ran down my cheek
at the exact moment the
wax of the candle
spilled from its edge.
In that moment
we were ONE
dissolving into nothingness
yet, finding ourselves in the
absence like two lovers
intertwined as if for a first time.
I touched the flame
yet, I was not burned.
An ember kindled a blaze within me
unlike any other I had ever
known and in this moment
cannot begin to grasp.
I’m dissolving—like wax.
Will I find me NOW?
Hi Sandra, that’s a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing. Love Nina
Thank YOU fellow Pilgrim!!!