Description "The Flame", written in late summer of 1999.
	Background I wrote this during a time of great emotional turbulence, as I had lost a love a couple of months prior. Shortly after this was written, I met the woman who was to become my wife.
	The Flame
	Solitary in the darkness, it dances. Flickering and wavering, it casts off shadows and light which fall upon nothing, for nothing is there. The single small flame searches, alone in the darkness. Something unseen draws it closer, and the flame finds it at last. Alighting upon the candle like a bird on a tree branch, lightly touching, gently embracing, the flame bursts to life, dancing once again in a glorious display. The flame is passion, and the candle is us.
	Copyright (c) 1999, Matthew Holmes