Burning slowly are four candles,
With their ambience crossing all hurdles;
The quietness and serenity makes you hear,
Of what they whisper from ear to ear.

One said, “I am baptized as PEACE”
“So that I could make enmity cease”
“But now my flame is down and low”
“And any time I might cease to glow.”

The other said, “People call me TRUST”
“People have lost me because of their lust”
“But now my flame is down and low”
“And any time I might cease to glow.”

The next said, “My name is LOVE”
“I glittered your face with a shallow curve”
“But now my flame is down and low”
“And any time I might cease to glow.”

Just then an angel marked the place
Where those four candles were kept
Looking at three flameless ones
His heart sobbed, and with tears he wept.

Just then the fourth candle said,
“People know me better as HOPE”
“My nickname is Ray of Light”
“Why don’t you use my flame of light”
“To make all these three alight”
“Because till the time I am alive”
“There aren’t failures, there isn’t fright.”

So happily the angel took the candle’s service,
It came to him like a narrow opening of crevice.
Within no time were all four shimmering,
Hope had made everyone once again glimmering.

Burning slowly were four candles,
With their ambience crossing all hurdles;
I pleaded hope to get instilled within me
The others said, “Not only HOPE, we too will accompany thee.”