Candleworks

Remembrance (Candleworks)
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How do leaves sleep I wonder?
Pulling up gentle folds
Of sunshine around their faces?
I know at times they tremble,
But from lightning...or is it thunder?
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And in Autumn
When a breeze ripples thru them;
Nature's breath blowing
Candles on a birthday cake...
Do they smile and
Share secrets with the lake?
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Mother tree
Cuts loose their tether,
And they dance soundlessly
On a journey, like a feather.
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There they lie,
Sometimes stirred
By Nature's sigh
Until Winter blankets them.
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Such is the way
With our lives' events...
Thoughts awaken and glide into memories,
Memories blanket the soul,
And emotions stir them into movement...
Like leaves on a roll.
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Perhaps we are but candles
In the works; our wax burning faster
And brighter than these tree-wizened monks.
The warm wax of memory drips
Slowly down our trunks,
Our eyes glowing softly like
Lamps on ancient, silent ships.
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Who knows how long we've
Flickered in the windows of samsara?
Another life; another candle in the works.
Maybe we'll glean an answer to
This burning question next lifetime...
Or as early as next wick. :)
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Connifer/@Copyright 4/2002
Connifer Connifer
56-60, M
5 Responses Aug 9, 2010

So lovely Connifer! Thank you, thank you, thank you, A beautiful piece of work!.

welcome..

Thanks to both of you.

this is so beautiful..

Beautiful as always... the ending I like so much... whimsical.... : ) thank you. Should post a pic I have of a heart shaped pile of leaves with sea shells piercing it like cupid's arrow...