Candle Against the Dark
Acrid ashen fog slithers in,
disappears the moon,
deadens night songs,
births spectral stillness,
coils coldly round the soul;
heaven hurled,
fiery-tailed meteors
pierce the bitter vapor,
hot white irons for
branding life's breath;
the grunting soul struggles,
inhales against its bounds,
sweats visions of regrets,
wishes dark death,
no afterlife;
dawn chases out the
coiled dread,
wields light against the dark,
provides a candle
by which to rest
before the
sour cloud returns,
the struggle is rejoined.
Acrid ashen fog slithers in,
disappears the moon,
deadens night songs,
births spectral stillness,
coils coldly round the soul;
heaven hurled,
fiery-tailed meteors
pierce the bitter vapor,
hot white irons for
branding life's breath;
the grunting soul struggles,
inhales against its bounds,
sweats visions of regrets,
wishes dark death,
no afterlife;
dawn chases out the
coiled dread,
wields light against the dark,
provides a candle
by which to rest
before the
sour cloud returns,
the struggle is rejoined.