Fading Flames Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Fading Flames

Wax melts, pooling at the base,
a quiet surrender to time.
The flame flickers, reaching,
then shrinking into itself.

Shadows stretch along the walls,
moving without a sound.
Light fades, not in anger,
but in slow acceptance.

What was bright is now dim,
what was steady begins to waver.
Not gone in an instant,
but disappearing all the same.

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