Candelabrum

I was young when people told me
to make a wish when it's my day.
I was in teens when people told me
to pray gratefully to Him.
I am one-fourths away from two's when people tell me
to kneel down for forgiveness and guidance.
I will be elderly when people will tell me
to slow down a bit for may be much or a little has been accomplished.
Then, they'll tell me to lay my head down and rest;
And rest in God's device.

I lit the wick up when I counted the years,
And see for myself the happiness.
Visibility was mine from dawn to dusk,
from twilight to moontime.
Guidance was above, just look at the horizon.
Deccelerate for I piled mountains of humps;
Signs be read for ahead may not be
but craters of potholes.
And tears of neither happiness nor sorrow;
or may be both, will roll down.
As this has melted the body away into half,
From time it has been, until today,
Until....wick does not light up and body has dried down.

I shall leave the glass and all;
But I shall return when I will rest or have rested.
Resurrect and be back
To smoothen and build the finest,
or be replaced -
Until I will leave the holder's mould.
...I shall return....
.......................or may be not!

(February 19, 1997; My life represented by a candle in a glass candelabrum - God.)