There's light surrounding my vision tonight.. Well, literally. Who knew a single flame could be so hypnotizing, when you're in a room that is otherwise engulfed by darkness.. Well again, literally. Or maybe not. Music traveling through my ears, into my body, t my soul. A flame flickering, battling t stay alive. A fire burning perpetually upon th hearth of these confines. But peace is th flame that undoubtedly creates light in darkness. A bright orange flame, containing mostly unburnt carbon casting shadows upon my tiles. Fluctuating between light and dark it very much rings a bell. For if I had t describe th flame in my mind, it'd flicker insanely - sometimes providing me light, other times completely burnt out. But that's pretty much life right? Your path isn't always aligned w ignited flames projecting bright lights. Sometimes your path is as dark as 6 feet under, and as cold as a blistering winters' night.
And thus rekindling becomes hope, and hope becomes th only thing greater than fear.
But don't get me wrong, my night is very much sane. I can't help that a simple flame blazing my candle wig reacting w creativity in my mind(whatever that is) produces such a combustion in my mind splattering words all over this page. It takes my mind off th dead of night. Mostly, I can't choke on ashes scattered from th past, I can't suffocate on it because if I do, my flame loses its source of oxygen. It burns out before I can even catch my breath. I guess th only flame that ever stays alive forever, is th one in my heart.
But tonight got my rosary 'round my neck, got my candle flame dancing t th melody in head, got my heart set on fire. All's good.
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