there are candles
they are lit within the chalices that hold them
and tiny fragments of light
flicker on the walls
like fireflies
the eyes of those within first blinded by the light
darken like oracles
foretelling the past
there are candles
they are lit within the chalices that hold them
and tiny fragments of light
flicker on the walls
like fireflies
the eyes of those within first blinded by the light
darken like oracles
foretelling the past