the flame
is alone
but for me
I watch it
flicker
at the faintness
of my breath
I am alone
but
for a flame
watch me
flicker
to the pulse
of mellow light
we are alone
(flicker)
breathing
in our own ways
feeling
(flicker)
the play of air
watching
(flicker)
the play
that is light
together
~
Poem #565 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.