Among the bleak and gusty squalls of snow,
A solitary candle glowed, so bright
It shimmered on the shifting drifts below,
And warmed the frozen desert of the night.
Once, flickering against the frosty clime,
Its lively light pierced deep into the gloom;
It softly touched my eye one blessed time,
And saved me from a dark and icy doom.
The dancing, wee flame led me to your door,
Where I stood shaking, stunned, and mystified:
Before I knocked you opened it, and more,
You took my hand and welcomed me inside.
Your welcoming smile made my shaking cease,
Aglow with life and warmth, with love and peace.
To those who wander in the cold and dark, a solitary candle is a star.