Are we but flickers in
The flame of a candle,
Destined to bend on breaths
Of a whisper?
Our being diminishes as the tapers
Glow fades in time.
It's light weeps tears of existence
Until life ceases to be.
Psalms praise His glory
As names are etched in our hearts
And we ask, "are we but flickers
In the flame of a candle?"
Dedicated to the men and women who lost
their lives
on the space shuttle Columbia.
( May They Rest In Peace )
