Monday, November 21, 2022

A candle, hidden in my heart. Let me stand upright, that others who need may see its glow.

I will need to turn to face outwards, and expose my chest to the elements.

I will need to stand still in the wind.

Let me not cover over the glow, abandoning my post. Let the candle become a blaze, seen far.

Let me shine out over the harbor.

(Letter #2,722)