Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Outdoor Shrine

The tiny candle,
flame struggling
in the bitter cold,
sends out its
sincere prayers
to the heavens.


Linda S. Socha said...

And so it does.

TACParent said...

What beautiful imagery! Sometimes I think we are the tiny candles. But, "even in the darkest night a candle glows," rings true. As long as the light is lit it will be seen.

Dymphna said...

Thanks, Linda and T!

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