The flame flickers mysteriously as shadows dance playfully in the light
A desire for what could have been tempts the imagination night after night
Where has that time escaped to nevermore to be heard or seen
Except for within the recesses of wishes, fading fast against the background of long lost dreams
There is only one need for an anguished soul that screams for solace and peace
But as the darkness recedes, the spirit of the night-mind departs and all hope ceases
Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi 
lifemeaning4u - Mavrik 