candlelight

Where there is heat
There is light--
Literal or figurative--

They go together
And always have

It is the nature of light
To erupt in silent waves
From the friction

Between this and that
You and me
Two sticks, two strangers--

You get the idea--

Because it dissolves
What is

Into silence. Nothing.

This is creation.
This is love.

For a moment
It is warm and good

And there is light.

One Single Impression