A small world
stands revealed-
Naked in the yellow glow
of the shrinking candle.
The flame shivers-
kissed by the wind,
Shapeless shadows
dance in glee.
The soft glow
lights up a corner-
of the room,
of the heart.
Streams of wax begin to flow
but freeze into sticks midway-
The candle melting
in its own blazing glory!
