Candle Lit Fire Burning

Right upon the moment

The wick catches

The room inhales

A single flame rises

Thin

Deliberate

Like a truth deciding

Whether to speak

Wax softens

Shadows kneel

The air glows the color

Of a whispered vow

You stand inside the hush

Watching the fire

Learn your name

Its small bright mouth

Opening and closing

As if tasting your story

And in that trembling light

Something old in you

Burns clean again

Not destroyed

But clarified

Like gold held

To the edge of heat

The candle keeps burning

So do you