Questions of Identity: The Candle

There is something
to be said for Fire
gnawing at the wax,
the dissipation of the self
to melt into the Light.
Such has always been
the way of things
as Torches pass the Flame
to the end of all the ages.

While we wonder if we are to be
the last to bear the Light
we are only given now
to wait
and burn.