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COME INTO THE CANDLELIGHT







Come into the candlelight and let me look at you;

Let me grasp that you are here at last with me;

All of your body juices into this existence.



Come here into the silence with me as a rose;

I know your hesitancy is as its shimmering light

And like you would rather heliotrope in a garden.



Don’t be afraid if I grasp you like the rose; such

Beauty rises in me as a delicate fragrance; such

Feeling arises that it is impossible to give a name.



In the world your juices would be under its purview;

I understand your lot; you were torn a bit and feared

Further shredding; you needed to be entirely yourself.



I understand the delicate nature of your petals; grasping

Is deleterious to your enfoldment; but I will try to

Grasp you with the gossamer nature of my soul.



I too lament by being crushed by the world at large, but

Together we can clear the debris and replant our seeds

In the ambient light of each other without being scorched.