
THE CANDLE
I lit a candle this morning
so steady and calm it burnt,
erasing spinning thoughts.
I smiled my thanks.
Outside the lawn was proud
after the first cut of the year.
I smiled too at the early signs of spring;
Waking flowers and trees.
From slumber and hibernation.
As a little candle could do so much
what could we do?
If with a smile lit our faces
as we go about our days, and say hello
c/ miriam ivarson