Piercing the gloom with its tiny light.
The candle flickers all aglow,
Hiding the memories of long ago.
Puffs of smoke drift away,
Like kitten paws in relentless play.
I huddle closer to the flame
Moth and man we are the same.
I wonder how long my candle will glow?
Is there a message that I should know?
My little candle melts down in size
And will soon be gone before my eyes.
Will there be an ethereal light? or,
Will I be lost to that endless night?