by Dustin James Yoe

Candles are the light of the world
Burning bright throughout the night

Blue, brown, or green just like the colors of her eyes
Always changing just like her attitude

Blue means tranquility like the ocean
Brown means full of life, just like the mountainside
And green, mysterious like the forest.

As the candle burns, time runs out
Everyone has a candle and its twin
Everyone should search for the way by the light it gives off
Once one burns the other is left blind
Blind of emotion, of feeling, of sight, -- lost

Lost to wander in the dark
Searching for a sign
Hoping to find the light once more