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.