The Candle...

The candle...

You could think  that your life is like a candle. You know. There is a wick, the stick, the flame.  Sometimes the flame is burning away, a wild-child, bright and bold, sometimes it's a meager, fluttering thing, barely flickering. You only have so much candle. That's your life. How it burns depends on circumstance, and inclination. Chance and desire. You want to flame away, but you also want to extend the experience of life. Live to the max. Bold and bright to the end.