The voices lulled on covering the air with weight Outside, the sky was bleak and grim. The only warmth lay in two white candles That poured a fallow light Into the leaden room. Their glow shadowed the faces of the group Softening, and purging them Of all distrust and doubt. The shadows of the candles leaned against the wall. The light of the candles stretched the room tall And poured in something pure. And these were only two white candles. |