LIFE IS IGNITED

LIFE IS IGNITED WITH THE HEATED PASSION OF TWO PROGENITORS

AND BURNS ON UNTIL, LIKE THE LAST FLICKER OF A CANDLE IN THE WIND,

IT IS EXTINGUISHED

A WISP OF SMOKE RISES AS A SPIRIT DISAPPEARING INTO THE AIR

BECOMING A PART OF US AS WE INHALE IT’S WAXY FRAGRANCE

REMEMBRANCES OF SMELL LAST LONGEST

INVOKING TEARS OF JOY AND LOVE

WE ARE HAPPY TO REMEMBER WHILE EXPERIENCING

THE MOST PAINFUL TEARS OF ALL

THE LOVE WE HAVE FOR THE LIVING

DEEPENS THE PAIN FELT WHEN ONE IS TAKEN FROM US

THIS IS A NATURAL BALANCE DIFFICULT TO HANDLE

BUT SURELY BETTER

THAN NEVER HAVING LIT THE CANDLE AT ALL