Observation

A candle burning is only wax,
Melting down to what it was
Before it entered a candle mold
Where do drips of substance go?

Air is thinner than sundry things
Into which are vanishing-
Somewhere else
Must be realer than here
Where things go
Than disappear...

COPY WRITE©2009

poem by Romeo Della Valle
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!