A single candle burns with hope,
and though it flickers and wavers
in the wind, it is not extinguished,
but continues its defiance of the night.
This light, so pale, weak and uncertain,
still shows ahead as it shows behind
for all who seek illumination and
are not lost in the dark corners of regret.
A single candle lights the world whole,
and though its hope seems so diffuse,
its tiny light is powerful in the dark,
and casts its shadow long across grief.