You lit me
and looks - a little thoughtful or pensive - in my light.
You may rejoice, while a bit.
I for one am glad that I burn.
If I did not burn,
I were in a box with others who do not burn well.
In such a Carton, we have candles absolutely no sense.
Since we are only around.
a sense I have only when I burn and now I burn.
But since I burn, I'm already become a little bit shorter.
This is a shame, because I can figure out myself when I'm so short
that I am only a small stump.
But so is this:
There are only two ways
either I remain completely intact in the box,
then I will not get shorter, then I feel anything from
- but then I know not what should I really -
or I give light and warmth, then I know what I'm here,
then I have to give something for it: by myself.
is the beautiful but cold and meaningless in a box.
is the same with you people.
Either you stay for you, then nothing happens to you, then you
goes from nothing, then you know
but also so do not really why.
Then you are like candles in a box.
Or you give light and heat. Then you have a purpose.
pleased Then the people that you exist.
Then you are not in vain there.
But for that you have to give something
you from yourself, from everything that is alive in you:
of your joy, your warmth, of your loyalty,
your laughter, your sadness,
of your fears, your desires,
of all that is in you.
You do not have to worry if you will it shorter.
This is only superficial. Inside you'll ever brighter.
Think calm mind when you see a lighted candle,
because such a candle, you are yourself.
I'm just a small, single candle.
When I burn alone, my light is not as great
and the warmth that I give is low.
I alone - is not that much.
But with others
is the great light and heat strongly.
For you people this is the same.
Retail, made for you, not your light
is immense and the heat low. But together with other
you are much.
light is contagious!
(author unknown
off. "The light from Bethlehem",
Alexander Gabriel)
Merry Christmas and a sunny 2011!
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