The Uncanny Poetry Of Being The Flame & Not The Moth
A Lyrical Journey of Self-Discovery and Empowerment
In life’s grand theater, where roles often switch,
Exists a lesson, subtle and rich.
Not just the moth, drawn to the light,
But be the flame, burning so bright.
A flame stands alone, in darkness, it thrives,
A beacon of hope, where illumination arrives.
It dances not for applause, nor fleeting fame,
But for the essence of being, a self-sustained flame.
In the warmth of your glow, find your true might,
A journey inward, beyond mere sight.
For being the flame is not about being seen,
But igniting the path, where darkness has been.
The moth seeks the light, in others it finds,
The reflection of beauty, in external kinds.
But the flame knows its worth, from within it springs,
In the heart of its fire, true enlightenment sings.
Embrace the power of being the source,
Of your own light, your own guiding force.
In your flicker and flare, let your story be told,
A tale of…
