i take a flame, my
blessing candle
shines and burns.
i will light another at
the end, to bless us both,
for nothing truly ends
whatever comes of it
i shall always have the will
to keep it kindled, not
a flame guttering at the last,
it will always show the
way through even darkest night
this is my solemn vow to you, but
though it be hard to keep, ah
it is worth long vigil. my
valour vanquished foes,
the battle always won, and
when the night is over, oh
such victory is mine, my
foes become my friends
and here’s the path it shows, it
bathes us all in love, gives
my life a blessing spell, a
pool of bliss so lovely,
a glory, full of light!
*****
if you read the last word of each of my lines you will see a poem by Edna St Vincent Millay –
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!
The Dreaming Path 