When the flame burns low <br /> <br />We must be mindful <br /> <br />And trust its strength <br /> <br /> <br />The light dims, so we can see around more clearly <br /> <br />The shadowy places <br /> <br />Where our fears and unasked questions hide <br /> <br /> <br />The intermediate blur of light with the darkness <br /> <br />Rolls up a fog of uncertainty <br /> <br />Is someone betting I won’t last this fight? <br /> <br /> <br />The quivering light yields to the dark sometimes <br /> <br />Only to grow back from its diminished state <br /> <br />Slowly resuming its steady glow <br /> <br /> <br />When the flame burns low <br /> <br />We must be mindful <br /> <br />And trust its strength<br /><br />Anita Atina<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-flame-burns-low/
