Cherish the Youthful Flame

Cherish the young flame, it burns so bright

upon the stage of life's beginning

it is but a child of accident, a breath of chance.

its light dances on the melody of silence,

its warmth cradles its inner unborn gods and goddesses...

it carries the lantern of beginnings,

the pulse that teaches its shadow to move,

the spark that sketches beauty

on the walls of the void.

🌿 the antecedents gather around it,

their voices communing in prayer,

their hands cupped like waterfalls,

offering the flame a name, a song, a path.

🔥 yet every flame is a paradox—

to burn too bright is to be extinguished,

to shine too dim is to surrender,

to live passionately is to lean toward ash.

so cherish it,

for even the brightest child of chaos

must one day curl into darkness,

a last ember sighing into silence,

the final flame whispering...

remember me.

But, until then...

Just dance within the flame.