Candle Talk

The candle flame wavers in the wind
then blows out — pitch black.

Whatever was there before is still here
but now seems more palpable, waiting
patiently just behind these words,
crouched and ready to appear.

It is never the word we use to describe it,
nor does it move stealthily around in the dark
like a nocturnal predator, calculating its prey.

Some earnest aspirants sit in the dark for years
as if it is eventually going to oblige them,
switch on a light, and reveal itself.

Meanwhile, it is what’s sitting, waiting for itself
to appear, even though it has always been here.

It doesn’t make choices, it is the revelation too,
the one which never appears to enlighten
the dark and empty sitting room.

This is the provisional revelation:
to be everywhere but not appear.

When it appears, we have made an error,
and so begins the preaching, the candle talk.

As for the final revelation:
pitch black.


About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Poetry and Prosetry: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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