In the quiet room where silence reigns,
Candles flicker, casting gentle light,
Their whispers echo in the stillness,
Dancing shadows play through the night.
The wax melts slowly, drop by drop,
As time unfurls its silent scroll,
Flames sway softly, a tender embrace,
Illuminating the depths of the soul.
In the warm glow, dreams awaken,
Hidden thoughts find their voice,
Candles become the silent guardians,
Where heart and mind rejoice.
As darkness cloaks the world outside,
Within, the light softly persists,
Candles whisper tales of hope,
In their gentle, flickering twists.