The candles floated gracefully,

drawing closer then gliding further apart.

At times they rested together, side by side.

At times they rested apart, each in its own solitude.

They are free to go where the current brings them;

Free to make the dance of life.

Their fidelity is to the water that buoys them,

and they find joy being in the same bowl.

Together, yet apart.

Apart, yet not alone.


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