Dr. Antony Theodore
Be A Candle That Burns - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
You kindled me.
You are very thoughtful
when you look at me now.
You sit pensive in my light
Do you know
I am glad that I burn.
If I did not burn,
I would have been in a candle box
with others who also do not burn.
In such a box,
we find no meaning for our lives.
My meaning I find when I burn.
Now I'm kindled and spread light.
You can say "I am on fire".
I am burning.
So I become shorter.
I am sad, that I will become soon
a small stump only.
But so is life.
There are only two options for me:
Either I remain completely
intact in the cardboard,
then I will not become smaller.
But then, I have no meaning in my life.
But when I burn,
I will give light and warmth,
then I know, that I am
of use for others.
I have given myself freely.
It is better than to be as cold
and meaningless in the box.
Burning for others is my joy.
A candle light is contagious!
Be a candle that burns.
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