A majestic woeful inadequacy
takes charge
in the dead of the night.
Disquieting, diminishing spirit
—a gentle, existential reminder
to the struggling self-less soul.
The flame comes and goes
but mostly goes.
So blow softer
when the flame is far out.
Blow softer,
blow softer
but don't ever stop.
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 10:17 PM UTC
A majestic woeful inadequacy
takes charge
in the dead of the night.
Disquieting, diminishing spirit
—a gentle, existential reminder
to the struggling self-less soul.
The flame comes and goes
but mostly goes.
So blow softer
when the flame is far out.
Blow softer,
blow softer
but don't ever stop.
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