There's something about candles. The way its flame flickers in the dark, emitting light and radiating heat simultaneously, catches my attention always. Each time my focus falls on it, I can't take my eyes off it! I just have to steal another glance, take three to four more looks before I can peel my eyes away from it.
Especially scented candles. When I hint a whiff of its fragrance, a sense of calm washes over me as I inhale its aroma. Ahhh... candles....
Its flames are like butterfly dancers, with a life of its own, while its wick stays rooted solidly in a pool of evenly liquiefied wax.
Somehow, it reminds me of life, which can be as fragile as the flames. When the wind blows, it'll sway in the direction accordingly. But when the wind increases its velocity, the flames struggle to stay put. When the wind turns into a storm, the flames (try as they might), will never survive the storm. One by one, the strong winds put out the bright, burning flames and turn them into a trail of light, grey smoke.
I love the candle. Let me see it burning for a few more seconds.
Don't put out the flames just yet.
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Stop! Stop! Don't burn out now!
Your flame - symbolizes hope,
Your sway - symbolizes life,
Your heat - symbolizes warmth,
So, stay alive!
Candle!
Stay alive!
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