Candle In The Wind Poem by Cory Fox

Bewildered and frightened, I walked one night
Unsure of whether to run or be still
When my eyes beheld such a welcome sight-
A lovely candle, glowing on a hill

Gazing ever deeper into that fire
I thanked God for the gift he’d given me
For what could guide me through a storm so dire
And still possess such entrancing beauty?

My fears ignite with the thunderous din
Flesh and flame can’t meet by any measure
But how can I so passively give in
And let the gales claim my only treasure?

I fought so tearfully as your flames thinned
To save my fragile candle in the wind