CANDLED CUP
the candled cup
its spice
confined it must be
burned to release
its inner scent
die unfulfilled
Burned
so that all
can benefit from
its aroma
share
with others the
kind pleasantries
of peaceful moments
The candled spice
its fragrance ---
day's whisper
into evening's rage
night's comfort
into dawn's musings
of mortal might
Bind me, dear servant
within the pyramid PEACE
an eager to light the spiced
candled cup
guide my path
to evermore.(c) 2006. simpoet
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