Me, Moths & Flame.

In the light of candle,

i was reading a book.

My thick spectacles hanging loose over the tip of my nose.
I saw moths marching towards me from a distance

and suddenly all started laughing.

A mocking laughter.

I placed my glasses parallel to my eyes,

and noticed the throng lurking over the candle with an eternal desire to burn.

In the silence of the night,

one of the moths asked in a derisive tone,

"What does this heap of trash teach you?"
I felt my lips stretch and my eyes twinkle.I answered,
"To Value You LITTLE Creatures."
A silence crept in and their lurking come to an end.
Every moth then peered directly into my eyes and the flame stood still; waited.
I observed a bundle of feelings arising in them
A desire to know,
to live,
to be valued
and respected.
A feeling arose in me as well.
I fell in love with them.

In the ongoing silence, with their pride at stake, they inquired,
"What else does it teach you?"
It teaches you
To live without burns,
To fly without wings,
To think without limits, and
To act without power.

Another from the swarm posed a question,
"What possession does it own?
"My lips curved and bowed"
It possesses unlimited wisdom and knowledge.
It possesses Power,
Eternity,
Soul,
Silence,
And God....In Self.


And suddenly the Flame Died.