She said a prayer to which I was not an answer and yet I burned until I burned myself out like a candle on Shabbat.
And the words of her prayer ceased and her lips were still like the surface of the salt sea, and yet I still burn like a wound exposed below the surface.
And the words of her prayer went unanswered like the cries of my martyred dead and yet I still burn like the silence of a candle remembering them.