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Iubita, Diana, this is for you in return for your poems and the light you shed on this forum...

Tom


meditation

i
sit
before
this candle
seeing the flame
devour the wax
emitting the
odor of a
thousand
flowers

i am the wax
i am the flame
i am the light

two mirrors are
facing each other
what do they see
of themselves

i was the pollen
the bee collected
led by my fragrance
i was the bee
and flew home
with my load
i was the match
that first lit
the candle
i was the spark
to light
the match

there is no mountain
there is no lake
there are no mirrors
there is no flame
nor wax nor candle
there is nothing
but light and
no match
to it

and light
is love

Dear Tom,
thank you for this amazing poem...I really love it...
and I like the whole poem, but this part I really love:

i was the pollen
the bee collected
led by my fragrance
i was the bee
and flew home
with my load
i was the match
that first lit
the candle
i was the spark
to light
the match

Yes, you are

the spark
to light
the match

and with your wonderful words
you are bringing the Light for us....
thanks a lot...

Iubita