A humble church, my dwelling place
where, neatly dressed in white
I lay and wait inside a box
with patience, day and night
until her soul decides to choose
the very fateful day
where I shall serve a noble cause
and in her presence stay
while she will send her honest prayers
which, carried by my flame
shall reach the One in Whom she trusts
His empathy to claim
My wax I’ve saved for her who grieves
and slowly now, I melt
Until today, no greater joy
no greater bliss I’ve felt
May she feel comfort through my light
while gently I embrace
eternity and peacefulness
before her tear-filled gaze
To carry prayers to the Divine
has been my only goal
in loving service to my friend
who suffers in her soul
My spirit has to bid farewell
no wax is left to burn
and humbly, while my flame grows dim
I to the Source return
Author notes
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I wish to dedicate this poem with love to my dearest sisterly friend lori aka -inkartist-
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photo of candles in the "basilica of sacré coeur de paris" by maa
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A contest entry
- Healing A Spirit~ by poet2angels.
625 points, ended August 5, 2007, 19 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Such an astounding tribute in it's depth and symbolism. Offering this flame, brilliant light
of constant faith to a friend in need shows the
world an even brighter soul that burns beneath. Blue
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beautiful
How wonderfully you speak for this humble item!
"in loving service to my friend
who suffers in her soul"
I can think of no finer thing, than to fulfill one`s purpose - especially if that is to help someone who is suffering. I have the highest respect for healers and counsellors who help so many through the dark times.
You have presented this poem beautifully, as a light in the darkness. So beautiful, thank you.
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I have always felt that prayers were circles, from the divine source and back again, perhaps a hearkening of soul. Tears well at such a loving gift for your friend. Thank you for sharing your healing touch. Heart felt, here, too. ~ K
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maa, this is a beautiful poem... it flows smoothly and the rhyming has worked well...
I read this many times to get the gist... I'm not sure if it relates to sacrament, where people go to church to confess...and you listen to their confession and heal... please tell if I'm right...
these are the lines that lead me to believe that it's about confession...
"where I shall serve a noble cause
and in his presence stay"
"To carry prayers to the Divine
has been my only goal"
"in loving service to this man
who suffers in his soul"
you're very caring maa...
keep it up
mina
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well, not necessarily about confession ...
people light those altar-candles in churches in front of their favorite saint, mother mary or lord jesus in order to send a prayer ... (usually they demand something
- but sometimes they just do it to express gratitude)
I took this photo in my favorite basilika in paris : sacré coeur (on montmartre) ... this basilika looks a bit like taj mahal it often comes into my dreams ...
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Solemn and gorgeous. Among these brilliant lines dignity and divinity are fully infused.
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95.5
Great, smooth, controlled flow minus line 2 and the last line. Besides those spots this was nearly perfect. Very nice job, beautiful.
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Amazing and so beautiful!! Wonderful imagery and emotion. Just brilliant
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Hey friend!
This poem is so pretty!
You have beautifully written this, personifying a candle.
The words are very touching.
Good luck in the contest.
Harrisham Minhas
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Oh, this made me cry...
TY for reminding me of someone who canalways warm the heart when things seem so hopeless and pain is ever present...
SUch a beautiful song of faith this is like a journey from birth to the return to our maker...This really did warm my heart
Lynda
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thank you again so much, dear lynda, for having awarded a trophy to my poem ... I am very touched ...
marion
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Thank you for a beautiful poem of the candles that wait just for someone to lite them to send a poem to heaven.
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Unusual
Not what I thought it was going to be whrn I staryed reading this poem.I have to say, I found it delightful and unique.Very well done and finding such a subject.I loved it, Ros -
Ooh Maa, I got goosebumps reading this! So very powerful and spiritual, but then you words usually are.
Absolutely beautiful...
Love and Laughter,
Chrissie
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Light shed into obscurity, a candle's sole function humbly fulfilled, not out of reasonless submission, but from knowing each ray of Light, however frail, vanquished the dark that is only capable of absorbing Light. Light once it has come to existence, will last forever. Beyond the boudaries of space and time. Thank you for creating and sharing. Good luck in the contest. May The Light flood and protect you and your loved ones.
Chris
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BRILLIANCE SHINES IN THIS ONE....
My friend, you have penned perfect words of divinity, never have I read such a piece discribing such a worthy and enlightening item so well.
your words
'while he will send his honest prayers
which, carried by my flame
shall reach the One in Whom he trusts
His empathy to claim'
to me this says it all.
well done my friend, and thank you for sharing this.
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