Upon the deepest shades of dark
glow the flames of a thousand candles
softly flickering in the night,
sequins afloat in a heavenly pool,
revered by the romantic, 
praised by sailors on the sea,
their beauty reigns supreme.

Like the magic lights of faerie dust
sprinkled on the fly,
while dancing to the melody
of crickets, and gently tapping leaves,
they float ethereal,
where time fades into the darkness,
playing their silent symphony.

Like the sparks of many fireworks,
suspended in time 
against the velvet canvass of night, 
they arouse the soul,
guide the wanderer,
and soothe the weary
into a soft and tranquil place.





                         august 2002





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