December 21, 2021

"Candle": Daughter of Snow and Honey, By Sara Cleto



When the bees fell in

Love with the 

Queen of Winter, I was

Born from

Honey, pine, snow, wax,

The sound of bells on a

Cold, clear night

Pierced with stars and wishes


And when I caught fire,

I was her mirror,

Redolent of

Lemon when her 

Fingers tapped,

Peppermint for her mornings,

Salt when tears

Froze on her cheeks,

Roses for her

Dreams of the hive.


We burn, ice and flame,

Through winter, and

In the spring, our

Dreams wake in the 

Honey on your tongue.



2 comments:

Jaya Avendel said...

Candles take on a new beginning in this evocative piece that makes the most of touch, taste, and smell!

Lissa Sloan said...

Beautiful!

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