Rainbow of Smoke
A wick of mine
Once was lit.
Extinguishing it left me
A rainbow in the smoke.
The human eye
It cannot see me.
With a camera lens
I show up beautifully!
The center of a candle
Is where I live my life.
To burn and be extinguished
And sometimes smell exhilarating.
A wick of mine
Once was lit.
Extinguishing it left me
A rainbow in the smoke.
Kimberly Johnson
1-7-12