Balance

Balance in effort

The candle never thought
Standing there
shorter and shorter
Day by day
That he was not providing warmth
When the fireplace was already burning bright
Perhaps the best
the candle could have given
Or maybe asked for was
A gentle breeze to take its flame away
Perhaps what the world needed
Was not a bit more warmth
But rather a dash of coldness
To make the living place
A heaven to reside in