Once Burned

Once burned, a candle has no life Once burned, a candle gives no light Once burned, all the heat is gone Once burned, all its use is done But what if it were an actual life? But what if it could again give light? But what if it could again provide heat? What if its own death it could defeat? People are like candles, their life is a light And throughout they shine during day and at night. And when the life’s over the light is snuffed out And at the end there is never a doubt. But what if the life that no longer exists Takes on a new light, and it yet still persists In the memories of those that the light did touch? Then the light would still shine forever as much Remember the light, and the lights that have been The light is not gone, just gone slightly dim And shine forth it will, if we only recall The life that we shared, the candle stands tall