Candle Flame Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

In Tawang, among the hills
Ten thousand feet above sea
I am in the Government Circuit House,
Light goes out while I was
Showing bright Jupiter,
And brighter Venus, long-lost
Friends of mine to Winfred Warshong.

I realized that I had packed so much,
But not the torchlight or a lighter,
Life is like that! And light goes!
Immediately a lit candle
Was brought in, and installed
In the glass ash-tray.

The flame is in front of me
Bluish at the bottom
Covering the wick
And bright yellow flame
Tapering towards the roof,
It is a beautiful sight
Good enough to provoke a poem.