A Candle in Summertime

What, you ask, is the purpose

Of a candle at noon in summertime?

When Sol’s power sweeps across our globe

Flooding the world with his cosmic light?

What use is this tiny flame

Held to the sky

In a single hand

Small and frail?

This single candle lit

Against the blazing summer sun

Is still the same single candle

Lit against the winter night

On that night it was the world

A puny sphere yet precious all the same

Treasured for its brightness

Not judged for being small.

Cherish this candle inside you

And judge it not by the larger flames

For it too, is worthy

Of its place in the world.