How can its beauty

Be not seen in the eyes?

Blue at the center

Just like a star.

 Can you not see the

Soul in the flame?

Eternal, changing,

Gone with the wind.

Easily born with action,

Easily silenced with action

Choices of candles,

or deep burning bonfires.

Fire of our ancestors

Fire of the now.

Can you see the

beauty of the tiny




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