A Quiet Place To Think Poem by Jack Dylan

Tonight I am the keeper of the light.
Surrounded by a circle of candles and wit.
I will sit quietly divulging my thoughts
Pondering life’s journey to eachs’ brought.

Some will burn out, and others grow dim
But I have the torch to renew them again
My thoughts are many, this journey’s been long
Body’s tired, but desire patiently runs strong.

I’m not used to this silence, stillness and peace.
At times it feels empty, alone, without relief.
I have turned off my watch as time no longer matters.
Healing soul at the core, deep down still lays in tatters.

But I have candles, and plenty to burn
It may take hours and a spark once or twice.
I will not hold back, be fearful of shy,
My torch will stay lit with fuel on the side.