Tiny flame

A tiny flame,



As drops of water wet its wick.

It fluttered many a time,



And suddenly shone bright.

But a gust of wild wind arose,

The tiny flame now bright,

Waltzed to its whistling music,

Swinging to and fro,

A baited breath,

It might let go.


The little flame,

Tenaciously held on.

Darkness all around,

The little flame shining bright,

Showed way to souls astray and lost,

A beacon of hope,

Dispelling darkness,

A golden orb,

It made darkness its home.

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