Friday, November 11, 2005

The Candles Glow

The candles glow.

They light my way
around the camp.

I walk from one to another
to another to another
and think and say a little prayer
for all who hurt this night.

The candles glow
and like a map
they show me where to go
to find my rest this night.

The candles glow.

They light my way
around the camp.

The candles glow.
I thank the Goddess for Her healing.
Now it's my turn to pray
for all those who hurt this night.

The candles glow.

Vi
©November 11, 2005

2 Comments:

At 6:10 PM, Blogger Gail Kavanagh said...

This is a lovely poem, Vi - thank you.

 
At 3:11 AM, Blogger Imogen Crest said...

Beautiful.

 

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