FLAME

The yellow flame shone bright
Casting shadows in the night...
The dancing fire seemed merry and gay
Letting no one see where her misery lay...

Bright and happy though she appeared
Her heart was heavy with unshed tears
One by one they trickled down
Unseen, in the glare of her golden crown

With a burning heart and drops of tears
She wasted away before her years
The darkness, her foe, was also her friend
And waited to embrace her in the end..

A final burst, a flicker of light
And she merged into the night
The spiralling smoke, the glowing spark
Was all that was left in the dark

What happened to her?
Did you see her go?
Did the darkness come?
Or did the wind blow?....

...But she'll come again, happy and bright
Bringing light, pleasure and joyous delight
Whenever darkness frightens man
She helps out as best as she can

Silently, she suffers alone,
Her grief a mystery, ever unknown
Why does she suffer so?
Nobody ever seems to know.

The mask of joy is all one sees.....
....The searing pain is borne unseen!