A pure white dinner taper candle
Sits in a rusty old tin soup can.
It does put out a brilliant light,
But who will ever see it
In this rubble of a desert
Where the tortoises hold sway.

Who lit the flame and walked away?
Who did they think the light would save?
They must have known how hard the wind
Rampages over empty land
And that the flame would disappear
In less time than it takes to sigh.

And yet somehow the candle glows
Impervious and proudly tall.
It’s shadow dances on the sand
And flickers in the breezes.
There must be some soul healed by this
And I suspect that one is me.
ljm

Take all the stars to string a necklace
thread on a burning sun of molten gold
it could not please me more my love
than when I have your hand to hold

What happened is the reality, not what was heard or seen.

Halfway between heaven and hell, we
    lie trapped inside our heads.

Despite  risk,
  love outweigh  my mind

Seen it.
Done it.
Regret a few.
Learn from some.

But this is life.
We survive the storm

Caring comes from the heart
If the head gets in the way or the noise surrounding you
Not only must you think
You have to listen, read, and learn everyday
If you shut yourself off from time to time
No problem
But your are to blame if you shut off and down completely
Live your life as fully and as completely as possible
Jump or walk around the hurdles whenever they arrive
It's obvious and time to do it
For those oblivious or ignorant, my sympathies
It is obvious
Excuses need not apply

C@rainbowchaser2023