Poem: Double Sided Candle

 

The candle burns brightly
from both ends
as the storm quiets down
the flames flicker
as they slowly reach
towards each other
not at the same speed
or at the same intensity.
The wick that runs through
slowly and inevitably
brings them together
it may take days
weeks
months
years
as wax sizzles and drips
onto the floor
and freeze into all sorts of shapes
out of view and
forgotten.
Will they finally meet
or will one burn out
before they can
immolate each other?