Our lives are likened to a flame
It starts off little and shaky but it catches on and it grows in strength and brightness.
As did My flame
It was bright and strong
It had purpose
It guided others
It was useful
Now it is no longer needed
Others flames are brighter
Stronger
They do not rely on my light any longer
My flame searches
For purpose
For meaning
Afraid of sputtering
Dying out
My flame bends but no longer dances
Ashamed
It's beauty
Dimished
Dulled
Not ready to flicker and die
Threatened to be lost in the loss of self
Where once my flame
Led,
Was admired
Respected
It now wanes utilitarian
To be used for the mundane
Unnoticed
Taken for granted
Caught on the gossamer edge
Of flicker and fade
To burn quiet and lost
Or
To rage as an inferno
A fading flame does not guide,
Inspire
Have purpose
A raging inferno
Consumes
Destroys
The fading flame is smothered under the guise of caring for it
Of protecting it
When it quietly yearns for the air that will feed it
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Author:
Cailleach (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 1st, 2021 15:44
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem as I struggle with the changes as I transition into a retired life
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Comments3
Very good poem ) I can understand why you may struggle . Nice expression here
Thank you that means a great deal
I have felt this way, much appreciated. Let that flame be a service for love, let it shine without tending it. The sun shines on the good and the bad without doubting itself.
Really love the ending
Thank you,! what a beautiful positive image. I will hold that expression close.
'My flame bends but no longer dances
Ashamed
It's beauty
*Diminished
Dulled'..
why be Ashamed? knowing
every single person, that's ever existed and lived
long enough, has gone through exactly what you're going through..
where's the shame?
what's the failure?
you yourself used that imagery analogy of a flame
and even the brightest flame known to us
The Sun
is dying, waning and already deep into its countdown to extinction..
I say, be Proud - instead
accept your deserved rewards, for surviving life
and getting to this stage
enjoy, your ability to do anything you want to
in this next decade or two you have
to maximise life,
equipped with the wisdom you've accrued and the physical health and cognitive capacity
to take advantage of that wisdom and 'know how;'
embrace this:
for the opportunity it is!
(thanks for choosing to share,
I personally thought this was such a relatable read)
and please forgive me, if you take offence to anything I said or even the tone I said it in,
I meant no disrespect
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