Archive for 1998

A Flame to Last
Within

Written Sometime in 1998
By Zyriana

A candle is made of wax.

Within the candle is a wick.

Upon the
wick there is a potential for flame.

The flame
cannot exist without a spark.

The spark is
only able to be ignited with your help.

The
flame is dependent on
you.

Picture the candle and
all of it’s components,

and its future of
a flame,

as our inner spirit.

The spark initiated by
you and I,

can be only a simple
question.

Without the
questions there will be no warmth.

All you
need to do is ask “why”,

and the
flame within will ignite

into a roaring fire with a wick as long as
eternity.

~Zyriana~

Cascades, oh the
ritual

Ease of the mind, till it
doth cease

No sense of
this I make of it

No
release as of yet I see

Blind to fury forlorn

Dust of which I’m made

Take this blood I’m given

Break the glass I’ve known

No sense of this I make of it

No release as of yet I see

Can’t find my vision whilst taken in

These bars are what are keeping me

Is there an out within a
grasp

Not here within alas
poor soul

Father find me
now

But how without a
key

He knows what the
answer is

For me there is
none to see

No sense of
this I make of it

No
release as of yet I see

Cascades are rituals yet unknown

But blinded is how I see

Written by Zyriana 1/1/1998

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