Candle of Love
When we burn the Candle Of Love,
The Flame of Love then grows,
As within our hearts, the Light of
With brilliance brightly glows.
The Flame of Love thrives on
The aromas born of Love in whole
And once our heart's Candle is lit,
Likewise shines our mind and soul.
If we fan our Flame with
Love’s aromas, sweet,
No amount of darkness
Can ever our Light defeat.
Kindness and Compassion,
Honesty and Forgiveness,
Humility in abundance,
Exhibit aroma richness.
A Candle Of Love will not melt,
Instead shall grow in size,
As the Flame of Love burns
Brighter and so, intensifies.
Normally with other candles,
That burn out unable to rekindle,
The Candle Of Love is lasting
Not ever meant to dwindle.
As long as there is Magic, Love,
Kept mixed in our Candle’s Wax,
The Flame will burn always,
Bright and steady without lax.
The more we burn our Candle,
The more we fan our Flame,
The more brilliant is our Light,
To shine for Love, proclaim.
The more we burn our Candle
The more intense is our Flame,
To more Candles of Love incite
To ignite and burn the same.
So keep your wick aflame,
With your Candle waxed in Love
And keep your Flame fanned
With the sweet aromas of.
There is inside everyone
Of Love, a Candlestick,
But the Candle Of Love won't burn,
If we fail to light the wick!
Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
Poem: ©2015-07-17 01:07:00 (EDT)
Art: ©2015-08-11 12:18:00 (EDT)
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