Journey Of A Flame

Afar in the Himalayas

A Candle on a window

Left to flow for the howling dogs sync and some wind swings

Shivering the night for a moon's wink

Stars grey

Clouds lay low,

And the milky way holds the conspiracy

To hinder the moon show

Like a Soul on the window carrying a candle's flow

You Craft shadows of Vengeance on the wall with every blow

Cause the moon has faded all slow,

Leaving you blow alone for all the wind flow

Barely alive on your raging imagination,

Striving to hold the show

Waiting! in an empty room,

Waiting for the moon's glow.