One More
Light one more candle
in the church of my heart,
to flicker in darkness
if but for this moment.
Sing one more hymn,
your sacred song rising
to echo and fade
among shadowed vaults.
Whisper one prayer;
the words will not matter.
Allow them to wander
to their true amen
hidden in smoke,
clothed in our music,
one last fleeting flame
before our stripped altars.
Light one last candle
in the church of my heart,
to burn until we
both are forgotten.
Stephen Brooke ©2024
This is admittedly an early draft and I see places I may or may not make changes. Of course, I'll probably never rid myself of Catholic imagery!
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