The Flame

You show others’ shadows, flame

But you have no shadow of your own

As you flicker about in the wind

The shadows too dance, you’re not alone.

Why are you attached to shadows, flame

You give them life when they had none

And if by chance you leave to go

They too are immediately gone.

What do wish to tell us, flame

What is it you wish to show

For when you rise and grow in size

The shadows don’t seem to grow

Why are you so playful, flame

Why do you dance when the wind blows

And sometimes when it blows hard

You lose your moves and the glow.

Your presence warms in many ways

Yet you can finish that which you warm

It’s as though you’re usually gentle really

But sometimes your heart’s a raging storm.

- rajyogi

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