The Flame

All alone through seemingly endless years
I valiantly protected a simple tiny flame
That refused to die out in the crushing
Blackness of the void, though I chose
To dwell within it almost voluntarily.

Harsh and rough and violent were the
Hands that pushed and pulled and
Controlled me in that dark and lonely
Abyss trying with a desperate evil to
Suffocate and extinguish my tiny flame.

But somewhere high above all that chaos
A faint light glowed steadily and inviting
And it called to my tiny flame with words
Of undeniable truth and unending love
Offering a comfort I could not even imagine.

Then all unexpected the familiar hands of a
Warrior reached into that black insanity and
With a song of triumph pulled me free as my
Tiny flame rejoined that eternal light while the
Souls of angels lifted voices of everlasting joy.


Crystal Rose Rhynes
2008