At two dimensions asight
a candle light shadow
is pregnant with its light.
She burns perpetually;
shakes by the wind;
waltzing upon a thread
elegantly.
Yon pedestal waxes aside
little over being lit by a stick,
Burns thence to the ground.
This, truly, is unique.
Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
At two dimensions asight
a candle light shadow
is pregnant with its light.
She burns perpetually;
shakes by the wind;
waltzing upon a thread
elegantly.
Yon pedestal waxes aside
little over being lit by a stick,
Burns thence to the ground.
This, truly, is unique.
Candle light, evolution, death