The Brighter the Burn

All feelings, All conditions

have their place within us

solemn actors with roles to play

important and impermanent

never to stay

but simply to contrast softer mornings.

In dark rooms

candles burn brighter,

After heartbreak

lips taste sweeter,

Before water freezes

birds fly somewhere warmer.

I will befriend depression

let him shelter this weary soul

when rest is needed more than its known.

I will make anxiety my lover

to make my blood circulate

when my limbs must carry me elsewhere.

The darker the room

the brighter the candle’s flame

and I know that flame…

will be spectacular.

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