Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Outdoor Shrine

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

3 comments:

Linda S. Socha said...

And so it does.
Linda

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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