Light me a candle for sorrow:
For the one on a journey with no returning
And pennies on his eyes for the burying.
Light me a candle for tomorrow:
For the tug of longing & the loss of hope,
For the winds of war & the stuttering of prayer.
Light me a candle for blissful memories
In the darkest hours of night:
For sunlit colours & the laughter of friends.
Light me a candle for thankfulness:
For the holy moments of marrying,
For childbirth & the first faltering prayers of children.
Light me a candle for blessedness:
For bread & wine on a sacred table—
To stand & burn in beauty & in tenderness.
Light me a candle for gladness:
For a welcome at windows late in the evening,
For the hush & stillness of soft sleep.
Light me a candle for peace:
For the swansdown drift of dreams;
For the gift of Christ at Christmas,
And for His rising on Easter’s radiant morning.
Yes, light me a candle for the breath of day’s dawning.
The hiss of a flame, the flare of a spark
Will raise us soon against the dark.
© Lizzie Ballagher – words and image