Fire to set this candle ablaze
And no, it’s not a fleeting phase.
Yearning to connect in a disconnected time;
Trying to see, though the sun renders me blind.
Silence.
Rest.
Peace and Hope.
Fortitude to do Your will, Lord,
I’m hanging on to what You spoke.
Make my wick firm
Let it not unravel, undone
This candle of Yours
Will burn till the battle’s won.
©️Rachel D. Lyne
Rachel D. Lyne 