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