Two candles,
burning poorly,
small flames,
barely flickering,
are caught by a breeze.
Fanned,
they flare, bright,
surging light,
intuitively they leap,
unite.
(Burning, churning, learning…)
Cauldron effect,
heat builds,
material catches,
as one
the throbbing fire spreads,
unrighteous men
run in dread.
©SvetkaSamizdat
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